“Sure thing. Hey! Aren’t you the….”

“Easter Bunny? Sure as I’m standing here.”

“I always wondered what life is like being the Easter Bunny.”

“It’s a great life. You wouldn’t believe the celebrities I’ve met.”

“Oh, yeah?”

“Yeah. Just this morning, I delivered my eggs to Michael Flatley, The Moody Blues and Megadeth.”

“I’m impressed.”

“I also got Bob Dylan’s autograph, a guitar pick from Lynyrd Skynyrd and a signed set list from David Byrne.”

“You don’t say!”

“I do say. And that’s only the half of it. You know that Girls’ Night Out tour?”

“With Reba McEntire and Martina McBride“

“That’s the one. The ladies loved the Easter baskets I gave them so much that they spent a good two hours massaging my ears.”

“I’m jealous.”

“As you should be. But tonight’s the topper. I’m going to one of those wild rock ‘n’ roll parties. Which reminds me, I’m already two hours late. How about another martini?”

“Sure, but aren’t you worried that you’ll miss the party?”

“Nah, I’ll just be fashionably late. Besides…”

“Besides what?”

“I’m kind of the ‘guest of honor.'”

“Is that so?”

“Oh, yeah. In fact, Ted Nugent told me he wouldn’t even think of starting dinner until I got there.”