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I was really proud of my Easter letter. I came home with a copy, “Honey, I'm so thrilled:  I've done it all!” My secretary was sick, so I even went to the post office and mailed the letters.
My husband read the letter without showing any emotions. “You didn’t send this yet, did you?”
“Of course, I did!”
“Well, this is how it sounds, ‘Easter isn’t only about Bonnies humping around.’”
“Exactly!” I listened to my writing one more time and was proud of myself even more. It sounded really strong and original.
“Honey, do you know what humping is?”
“Of course, I do! This is when rabbits jump – they hump.”
“Ah, I see. Did you mean, ‘hopping’?”
“Oh, my! So what is ‘humping’?”
500 letters were already mailed, and I prayed that all those people never really read those Easter letters anyway. Especially the three old ladies in the church named Bonnie.

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