First, there were the beans.
Cocoa beans stretch langorously in the morning Sun, awaiting the day ahead. They are harvested, roasted, blended.
The beans swim happily in their soup of sweet dark rich brown; swim and shape and solidify. A bunny is born.
A chocolate bunny now, smooth and whole and perfect. Packaged, shipped, lovingly wrapped, bitten.
"AAAAAAHHHHH! MY EARS! O MY GOD O MY GOD O MY GOD MY--wait, I'm hollow? WTF!"
Note what the fudge; chocolate bunnies do not sware.
It is weeks after the easter holiday. Still the bunny sits; hollow space where ears should have been.
"MYYYYY EEEEEEEAAARRRS! HAVE MERCY, FINISH THE JOB! WHAT'S A BUNNY GOTTA DO TO GET A BREAK AROUND HERE? EAT ME!"
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