You know what?
I was an adult, at least in my twenties, before I found out that Easter had anything to do with Christianity. About a decade later I found out that it doesn’t have much to do with it at all. Yeah, it was ripped off. Can you believe it?
That’s because I’m a godless savage. Watch out or I might eat your brains…or something.
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The Magnificent Frog 
why you brain-eating savage; surely you know that the whole chocolate egg is an analogy for rebirth and the fundamental change we all go through when we pass from coccoa bean to milky goodness; why is it not true that it is harder for tube of smarties to enter the kingdom of heaven than pass a cadbury’s flake through the eye of a needle… no, wait, I’ll start that again. If we take the creme egg; we have the brightly coloured foil – thin, but attractive; which represents the facade the church uses to draw people into it — believe and a better life awaits (upon death); below the foil is the thick chocolate layer; which surely goes some way towards the skin of Christ – yes, the son of God should always be recognised as a strapping dark-skinned fellow, and not some pail albino child that would stick out like a sore thumb. And finally, the sickly sweet gooey stuff inside… well… that represents… um… the sickly sweet goo of the lord, from which all creation sprung…. from what we all once were, to what we all will once again become…. (or maybe not!)
See. I just don’t get that stuff. Plus chocolate is just too icky to eat.
I don’t know how to say this gently, but here’s the truth about the Easter Bunny.
(I don’t know how to make URLs appear as links in HTML.)
HA! Now that is quite something! See you godless creatures!
I’m just posting this second comment to be notified of replies or I’ll never be able to keep up! You can delete it if you wish!
Yeah and don’t get me started on Christmas. Talk about stealing festivals.