Nice article...

You were probably blessed to get the H.B, for these novelties are usually made of gut-, health-, and sanity-destroying inferior MILK chocolate.

I suggest you write an Ode to a Hollow Bunny, in the spirit of your famous namesake.

And remember: the other Keats was dead at 25 - poor bugger had his H.B. confiscated!

Best wishes,


IAN.



P.S. I think I'll make this BIGGER...

What talent you have, Mr. Keats, and not just passed down from your famous forefather. As the middle of three children, I, too, always got the H.B. and every Christmas one of my gifts would be thrown out with the wrapping paper. I took it in stride and figured that these were my little "crosses" to bear. Besides, I could finish the H.B. in one sitting. As an adult, I often buy myself the S.B. but I can never finish it. So I stick it in the freezer. When I was a child, I would stick the Valentine candy Daddy bought me in the freezer. By the time I remembered it again--a month or so later--it would be gone. My mother always told me it was a shame to waste chocolate and she did not think I wanted it. I told her she was a cruel and unnatural Mother. Several years ago I was dating someone who was as big a chocoholic as Mommy. We were watching a movie one night when he asked if I had any chocolate. "In the freezer," I said. A few minutes later he walked into the family room with the remnants of an S.B., a huge grin on his face. "Are you sure you don't want this?" he asked. "No, go ahead." Like a child on Christmas morning this 6'3" 200 pound man devoured the chocolate. That is when I discovered something worse than the H.B. Apparently one can only freeze chocolate for so long. This particular S.B. had been in the freezer for at least seven years. Evidently, that was too long. BF ran for the W.C. and he never ate chocolate from my freezer again. ;)

Mr. Keats,
Haven't you found that the H.B. recipients are those who have gone on to do great works in their lives? I believe that those of us who received the H.B. were given the opportunity to fill them with love and good deeds, while those receiving the S.B. had nothing else to give because theirs were already full (well, perhaps, with the exception of President Ronald Reagan).