It s the annual playboy easter bunny party and I am trying to just find some snacks! I wonder into this cute garden room in hopes of finding some fresh fruit or vegetables. I think I see a snack! I see some cute colorful eggs that I can pluck and go boil to eat. To my absolute surprise though, these were not normal eggs. These eggs are unhatched, and before I can even stop myself, I hear a squish under my foot. Oh no, I stomped on one of the eggs! And, oh my god, what is inside but these tiny tiny little people! I feel so bad though, I stomped on that egg! These tinies, they didn t make it, but man, I am so hungry. This gives me an idea - i sniff these tinies that didn t make it, and i give them a taste. I can t believe how delectable these tiny little people are. I HAVE to hunt more!!! I am instantly addicted and must satisfy this craving. I egg hunt and collect around a half dozen eggs, cracking them open, listening to these tinies suffer before I throw them in my mouth, and crunch c
