easter celebrates the resurrection of jesus of nazareth three days after his death. and what better way to celebrate than with an equally unbelievable story of a giant rabbit that roams around dropping decorative eggs in strategic locations around your yard. why a bunny? no one knows. kids dig it. someone coming back from the dead seems pretty unbelievable...but not compared to a giant, egg-hiding bunny that gives you chocolate and peeps. "three days after one of the most savage beatings in human history, your lord came back to life...now have some chocolate - compliments of a rabbit." "wait, he came back to life? i thought when you died, that you couldn't...ooh, peeps. thanks, giant rabbit!" people are less likely to question things when there are chocolate and presents around. "and to celebrate the birth of our lord, whose mother was a virgin, a great big fat guy flies around the world in a sleigh, powered by flying reindeer. which, as you know, have no wings. he slides down the chimney and leaves toys under your tree...if you've been good." "wait, i thought for a woman to get pregnant, a man had to...a slingshot!? thanks, giant fat guy!" the really amazing part is that later, when you tell them the rabbit and fat guy aren't real, they believe anything you say ever again.