You may recall yesterday’s Lindt Gold Bunny competition with a large chocolate rabbit worth €49.99 as the quarry.
We asked: how do you eat yours?
Runners-up
“I feel guilty when I start to eat mine as they sooo cute, so I smash em up into little bits that no longer resemble bunny bit and then sit back flake out and NOM NOM NOM” (Steve)
“Like a demented nun on craggy island administrating an abstinence programme.” (Am I Still on This Island)
“I like my Lindt bunnies to be eaten when I come home from the pub on Easter Saturday, and they belong to your nephew who wakes up the next day and no chocolate for Easter. Yes, this happened. Trying to find Lindt bunnies with a hangover on Easter Sunday was not fun and unsuccessful.” (AH HEYOR)
“As I have a fear of bunnies brought on by a bad experience I once had with some in a lift (they nibbled my cape and everything), I like to name my Lindt chocolate Gold Bunnies Sampras and kill them with a hammer, baseball bat, chainsaw or katana, then I eat them. Simple. (Lisa Powell)
Winner:
“Sobbing in my underwear.” (DNS)
Thanks all.
Previously: Too Soon?
