I could neither eat nor toss these tweaked-as-eff-peeps, so I put them on my work desk windowsill because I am GREAT at putting off chores that will never resolve themselves, and I like souvenirs.

I love that Mary vibes eternally underwhelmed, and how, with the wind up hopping bunnies, you can almost imagine the start of a baller nativity, if you squint real hard and jump to the side when the lightning bolt strikes.  Pretty sure that guy in the middle can already see god.