“New Rule: Someone
must x-ray my stomach to see if the Peeps I ate on Easter are still in there,
intact and completely undigested. And I'm not talking about this past Easter.
I'm talking about the last time I celebrated Easter, in 1962.” ~ Bill Maher
“And when Jesus had
cried out again in a loud voice, he gave up his spirit. At that moment the
curtain of the temple was torn in two from top to bottom. The earth shook and
the rocks split. The tombs broke open and the bodies of many holy people who
had died were raised to life. They came out of the tombs, and after Jesus'
resurrection they went into the holy city and appeared to many people.” ~ Gospel
according to Matthew 27:50-53.
It’s Easter; the time to celebrate eggs, chocolate, hard
boiled and jelly bean; pastels; bunnies; baby chicks; horrid marshmallows
called Peeps; bright flowers and spring.
Oh yeah, it also celebrates the resurrection of Jesus Christ three days
after he was crucified, which is celebrated as Good Friday. That’s the Christian (read; original) version
of the holiday and I’m not here to refute it or ratify it. I’m not feeling a religious debate
today.
