Easter Bunny Sighting: Chapter 3

Easter Bunny Sighting: Chapter 3

The Easter Bunny seemed like a nice enough fellow, and it was cold, raining, and he had nowhere else to go, so I invited him into the bar to join me for a scotch. He must have slipped something into my drink. The room started to spin. I collapsed. When I awoke from my stupor, fifteen minutes later and sprawled upon the sticky bar floor, the Easter Bunny was long gone, and so was my wallet, watch and rings. Apparently, a few bar patrons tried to tackle the fiend as he hopped for the door. They received a thorough thrashing, I was told.