Thank you for taking time out of your mall appearance today -- I know it's a big time of year for you -- but this really can't wait any longer.
It has been brought to our collective attention as an overly politically correct society on a mission to banish all fun that your existence is causing some, shall we say, "issues" I would like to address.
First of all, let's talk about this egg situation.
I realize it's tradition for children to color and look for these Easter eggs -- henceforth to be known as "Spring Spheres" or "Ornamental Orbs"-- but unless we know that these are free range, organic eggs produced from chickens given nothing but a diet of gold-dusted non-GMO corn and poultry pedicures, I'm afraid this practice will have to be stopped. We simply can't have that danger around.
While a great alternative might have been plastic eggs, there is no way to guarantee that the plastic in those eggs would be 100 percent free of BPA and polycarbonate epoxy resins. As you can understand, that would pose an equally dangerous risk.
Speaking of the eggs --excuse me, Spring Spheres/Ornamental Orbs -- can we talk a bit about marketing?
Now I realize that you do some TV work on the side and that the "Cadbury" commercial was your breakout performance, but it is perpetrating false ideals about the reproductive practices of mammals.
Despite what your cavity causing, sugar pushing Satan -- a.k.a. Cadbury -- might think is cute in a commercial, rabbits do not lay eggs. Chickens lay eggs. This spring celebration should not have to include a discussion on the sexual cycles of Peter Cottontail or a lesson on where bunnies come from.
Unless the commercial can be changed to directly reflect the egg being excreted from the chicken -- it can even be wearing those fake bunny ears -- it is doing much more harm than good. Perhaps you could see about recasting that part and find work off screen as a fluffer.
Sticking with the candy, I think it goes without saying that chocolate is no longer part of this holiday unless it is of the fair trade, organic, gluten and sugar-free variety. Jelly beans? I think not. This brazen bastardization of a "bean" is the greatest insult to the (organic, pesticide-free) vegetable community since French freedom fries.
And Peeps? Really? Marshmallow "chicks" -- a term some women find offensive -- made of colored dies and sugared spray foam insulation? That shit has to stop.
So to wrap this up, I would like to remind you that even though you're no longer needed to celebrate this day of spring honoring a non-denominational higher power with non-confrontational new symbols of tradition, you still have options.
Look into teaming up with a magician and be pulled out of a hat, maybe check out Pinterest and see if there are any crafting trends you could sell your fur for, look into taking up "hip hop" (sorry, I couldn't resist the clever reference, although I am not implying you dabble in that terribly offensive "gangsta rap.")
All that we ask is that you eliminate yourself from this holiday and leave us to celebrate with empty baskets but open minds! If not, we'll have your foot on a keychain in no time.
An Overly Politically Correct Society on a Mission to Banish All Fun
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