What an odd celebration. Bunnies and eggs and chickens and a man rising from the dead and going to a place called Heaven. From what I understand, his father must have hated him and he was highly disliked. So much so that his own people assisted in his death, that was orchestrated by his father?

I'm glad my parents don't show their love the same way that mans father did. How awful.

Hardly seems worth celebrating in any form, and it certainly doesn't explain a visit from a giant bunny that is meant to leave us chocolate and eggs.

At least the Santa Claus figure can be linked to symbolism in some way. He leaves gifts the way the Three Kings left gifts for the child. It's a stretch, truthfully, but a connection can be made.

This holiday has no connections. I find it very ridiculous.