Happy April.

Happy Easter. Happy Passover. Happy all of it. I just can't believe we're in April.

Happy all of it. I know. Remember Christmas? I know.

Like 10 years ago. We get to April. Hopefully for like, I know.

Well, I am. I used to love Easter. Did you?

Yeah, because my mom made the most fantastic Easter baskets every year.

She would like buy these beautiful baskets and then sew the inside.

They were really beautiful and like these giant bows and these big Easter bunnies.

That's it. That sounds like it was a hailey tradition. Yeah.

I didn't need to do like the Easter egg hunt or any of that, but I just like the basket.

I didn't have an Easter egg hunt because we didn't have a backyard, but I never liked Easter because I always...

It gets me every time. I know. It's shock she didn't have one, but I didn't like Easter.

Or I didn't look forward to Easter because I always had to go to church on Sunday.

That Sunday. There was a whole thing. There was a thing. There would be like a procession.

It's just like, get me out of here. I just want to go to my friend's house.

Thea really wrote it very much so. If you didn't jam it down my throat, then maybe I could

appreciate it more. But I associate Easter with like long Sunday masses in torture.

Yeah, torture. It was packed and I mean, yeah. I just want to go out and play.

I know that was the thing. It was like how to get through church in order to play.

We really just showed up. I mean, just to like make an appearance.

All my friends in my name.

All my friends in the neighborhood, they were all Jewish. So they're like Easter.

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