This just in: the Easter Bunny is incarcerated in a prison festooned with artificial Lilies and giant styrofoam eggs! Let’s grab a closer look!
Oh never mind. It’s just a holiday kiosk in a suburban mall outside of Philadelphia.
On second thought, same thing. Mall = Jail.
In that last picture it looks like he’s begging you to break him out of there.
The mall is like a reconnaissance mission. Plan your route, execute the deal, and flee for your life I can only imagine how the bunny feels.
I am channelling Elmer Fudd “Fwee da Wabbit! Fwee da Wabbit!” Poor thing looks miserable.
That is truly disturbing. If I were a child forced into that enclosure with that unnaturally large rabbit, I would freak out.
I agree with Kristin. This display is rather disturbing.
We have never taken our son to see the Easter Bunny, and I think we shall continue to avoid this kind of display.
What’s next? Sitting on a leprechaun’s lap for St Paddy’s Day? Sitting on a turkey for Thanksgiving? Uncle Sam for the 4th of July? “Mom” for Mother’s Day? This is just too much. Please.
I guess Easter can now be a holiday when kids not only rake in the candy, but toys too! Great thinking! The free enterprise system is in full force at your mall.
Is that the Willow Grove Mall?
reason number two why i refuse to go to the mall – CREEPY…
(shudder!) Mutant rabbits, unnaturally bright flowers, and freakishly large eggs–that right there is why I stay away from malls.
Even worse than sitting on Santa’s lap. (Unless it’s my personal Santa, whose lap I quite enjoy sitting on.)
Ive never met a lap I didnt like…
Free the Rabbit! Free the Rabbit! (or FWEE, if you are Elmer Fudd…)
How sure are you that the giant chicken mother of those giant chicken eggs wasn’t lurking around there somewhere (and probably ticked off)?
Very funny! I like the word festooned – don’t hear that used enough. Yep, Easter has become just another ‘get stuff’ holiday having little to do with the intended meaning. I took a second job working in a Mall Movie theater. Patrons ask me where so-n-so is in the mall and I have to tell them, “Hmm I have no idea. I just work here, don’t shop here.” Malls.. yuck.
Mall = JAIL???
Blasphemy.
What is with that GD bunny? I was unavoidably mallbound yesterday with the shortest of the short ones, and I had to throw my body in front of her and turn her around so she wouldn’t see the very clearly a human in a cheap ass brown plush rabbit suit. Child still believes in the easter bunny – if she’d had that blown for her by the jailbird rabbit, I would have had to throw down, right there in front of the gap. And then I might have dropped one of my Auntie Anne’s pretzel sticks. And then we’d have a REAL problem.
GOOD! That bunnybun lookz mentally deranged! They should put one of those Hannibal Lecter masks over his puss so he doesn’t maim the children and crucify them when they go on their egg huntz!
Well, honestly, those bunnies need to know their place. If YOU charged $19.99 per photo CD per lap-sitting, I’d put you in a jail too.
This may just be the creepiest thing I have ever seen.
Mall=jail but oh what a fabulous jail it is!!!
Please tell us that you at leasted stopped to say hello, and maybe give him a carrot or something.
What a lame A** Easter Bunny display! Geez – looks like they spent about 20 minutes putting it together! Oh – and that will be $25.00 please for a picture of the big bunny and your kid!
That Easter Bunny in his flower-festooned cell is waaayyy less scary than most of the Easter Bunnies I’ve run into. Especially the one at the country club three years ago. I wrote about him. Here is the link if you care to check out his creepiness.
http://heraceinthehole.com/2013/04/im-still-confused-by-the-rabbit-and-egg-connection.html