WTF Wednesday: Pre-Dyed Eggs

Pre. Dyed. Easter. Eggs. 

What the flub? 

Is this real life? Are we really this lazy? 

Since this rant isn't about a magical human sized bunny that shits eggs to celebrate the resurrection of Jesus... let's just fly on past that subject. 

If you aren't into boiled eggs... there is this magical subsitution for you... they are called plastic eggs. 

Plastic eggs come in a variety of shapes, sizes, and color combinations. If you do not care for plain blue eggies, take the top off of some pink ones and mix and match those bad boys. 

No dying. No stinky egg smell. No rotten stank when you find one under your couch in three months. 

#winning

But if you prefer the boiled egg route, then, I don't know... 

DYE THE DAMN EGGS! 

That's the fun, yo! 

Share in the magical moment with child as they watch the eggs change colors! 

Who buys boiled eggs as treats for their children?!?! 

I don't know a kid out there that would choose a boiled egg over a plastic egg with candy goodness inside. 

Hell, shove some raisins in that plastic vessel and I'm still pretty sure the kids are going to choose that. 

So what is the point of BUYING dyed eggs. 

If you are dying the eggs... you are either being CHEAP (which I'm not judging on that... see Thrifty Thursday thread) or you are sharing the experience with your child. 

I'm pretty sure that magical experience with your child is not showing them that you can purchase colorful eggs from the grocer like any hobo off the street with $3. 

That's not magic. It is commerce. 

Veruca Salt wouldn't even fall for that shit if you told her it was pooped out by a unicorn. 

Folks.