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Showing posts with label confetti eggs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label confetti eggs. Show all posts

Monday, April 9, 2007

Easter was a day for funny things.

Major clobbered himself in the forehead twice with hard-boiled eggs because he thought they were cascarones (confetti eggs, dear Yankees).

Not once, but twice. And he crumbled them up in his fingers, hoping to free the confetti.

And yes, he was mighty pissed when he realized there was no confetti.
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