It's ham or NOTHING!!!

As I overheard my co-worker making her Easter plans on the phone, I mused back to gentler days. Days of innocence and naivety past. Coloring eggs, Easter baskets, seeing the Easter Bunny when I was 5. I KNOW I saw that fucker. Jumping around in his pink bunny suit in my backyard. Don't tell me he doesn't exist godammit! Then the divorce, no more Easter baskets. No more family shit. No more teachers, dirty looks, whatever. I recall foraging at fucking KFC one Easter in denial- "I used to have Easter dinner with my family" Waaaaaaaah!!!! I had basically run my whole Easter memory reel in about 20 seconds. Anyway, getting back to the story. As she got off the phone, I said, "So, its ham this year, eh?" She turned to me and said sharply, "It's ham or NOTHING!" She had a look in her eye that said "if you fuck with me on this YOU. WILL. DIE." Hey, who am I to argue? Ham is awesome. It IS ham or nothing.