10. You don't want to be accosted by an agitated badger with bunny ears and cotton balls hot glued to his ass.

9. You also don't want to witness the "HUNT" of said PO'ed badger-bunny by the four horsemen and Melvin.

8. Your Easter Basket is only on loan to you- as well as everything that ends up in it. (GET OVER IT QUICK)

7. Do you want to fight the End of Time for the hidden jelly beans you've found? "MINE MINE MINE!"

6. Are you sure they are jelly beans and not something painted to look like jelly beans.. (and why is the goat's pen so clean, Caspian?)

5. The painting of the Easter eggs usually develops into a nekkid, creative body art festival.

4. Those are rotten eggs you are painting.

3. "Here Comes Peter Cottontail" turns from a lovely children's song to the sordid tale of Peter anda kinky, drug-induced night on the town during Easter only to meet his demise, care of the Four Horsemen.

2. The dinner is Peter Cottontail to prove HIS point.

(NOT FOR THE SQEAMISH)

1. The End of Time wants a volunteer to re-enact the biblical story, thorns, nails, spears, cross and all.

Best of luck if you RSVP'd to the invite..... Cori

Typo? 

You wrote reasons NOT to go to Kompound. 

These all sound pretty good to me.

but for those "unawares" of the activities, it could be quite scary... 

for us regulars, it's always an adventure worth having..... hippity hoppity. 

White with bunny? 

What about badger?

You'll give Melvin hives.

I'll be sure to stock up! And why would this be "not"? Sounds like pretty good reasons to GO to the Kompound!!

That list cover's just about everything we did last Sunday when we got together. 

Except for the flaming cake, the blackmail pics, the vaccuum cleaner, and the detailed plotting of future escapades. 

Oh yeah, I forgot the peeps. Whole lotta dead peeps. 

T

:-P

but I digress. 

I think the post-Easter Celebrations have some appeal as well 

"Make a Wish" while pulling the hot-glued cotton balls *off* the badger. (The pre-Easter hot-glueing of the cotton balls is pretty fun too.)

Badger racing....seeing how fast Caspian can catch him each time a cotton ball is ripped off. And then watching Caspian and Silas fight over "dinner or pet". 

Getting the lotion out for Melvin's hives. 

And then taking bets on how long it will take the fur to grow back on the bare patches of the badger. 

I tell you, this time of year the Kompound is a veritible festival of fun, fun fun.

(Red wine with badger, but don't say I said anything.

Between Silas and Caspian, between Melvin, Silas and Caspian (with the badger as the rope) and between the End of Time and EVERYONE for everything...... ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Easter. 

Springtime activities at the Kompound. I hadn't even thought about the after-holiday activities. What fun! 

I can only imagine what MayDay (Beltane) will be like. Perhaps we can have some sort of festival.... involving potato sacks, maypoles, etc.

Red wine? Well, it is a gamey animal...... don't worry, we have lots of Benadryl and Calamine Lotion for all the poison ivy and mosqito bites the boys will get in the spring and summer. Melvin will be well taken care of. 

Cori

It's why we have to buy new baskets every year. 

And all the peeps look like giraffes. 

And all the long, sharp, pointy things are safely locked away. 

Peeps, chocolate bunnies. You can guess what's bitten off first. 

Dyeing the lotion blue has certainly cut down on the whineing. 

Oh, man. Maypole. I don't even want to think about it yet.

Did you know that if you take a peep, your choice of color (I like the blue ones best, go fig) and put it on wax paper or a plate and stick it in the microwave for one minute it inflates, and gets bigger and bigger and bigger (but basically keeps its shape- looks like a Looney Tune bird getting mad). Then when the minute is over it deflates leaving cooked sugar, much like a slightly overroasted marshmellow. Not burned but melted and carmelized. 

Goes from peep, to PEEP, to flat peep. Hee hee, much fun for the entire family, try it with all colors.... snert. 

I recommend champagne and chocolate drizzles over the remains of the peep. If it's been cooked can you call it a poop? 

BWA HA HA HA HA, Mayday, here we come!

Cori

hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha 

"Goes from peep, to PEEP, to flat peep"

hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha 

*squeak* *snort*

Well, from the floor on which I was giggling.....

peeeeeeeeEEEEEEEEEEEEEPPPppppppppp_____________ 

*snert* 

Try it, you'll like it. 

*18 yrs. or older, children do not try this at home, go to your grandparents house, they'll let you try anything once. Void where prohibited. Peeps freeze in Alaska, and this is not the sole responsibility of the manufacturers/owners. Move to another state.

the Horsepoops of the Apocalypse for the Mayday Celebration? 

Those stale post-Easter peeps are not only reasonably priced, but very entertaining a well. 

And what you can do with the bunnies........ 

I'll refrain from telling you what Caspian does with the cellophane straw from the baskets. I'll leave that to Raeve, if she's up to it.