EB's Pre-Easter Celebration

Here's something you don't see every day. I'm guessing the bottles were discretely pitched over the fence before we came along. Looks to me like somebody's binge drinking has gotten just a little out of control.

EB's Big Adventure Gone Astray

Of course, I might do something similar if I had to hide billions of hard-boiled eggs all over Hell's half acre in each neighborhood - not to mention all the houses and such that make up those neighborhoods.

One wonders what kind of shape he's in après-Easter.