Growing up it was always a tradition of my dad’s to wake me up on Easter Sunday to the sound of gunfire. After the “Easter bunny” visited and left eggs and candy, dad would immediately start sending lead down range in hopes of bagging the rodent that keeps vandalizing his lawn every Spring. Needless to say, my reaction to my dad trying to kill the Easter bunny was not good. Every year would get more intense as he even went as far as talking our neighbors into claiming they had blood trails going through their yards. I’m sure it is something that I will be explaining to a “shrink” later in life.
Check out a prank/ hidden camera show, attempt to catch the reactions of people who witness the slaying of Peter Cottontail.