After all, fear of rabbits -- or, more specifically, fear of unsettling anthropomorphized versions of rabbits -- is totally reasonable. Maybe it's those huge black eyes ("cute," or windows into the depths of pure evil?) staring out at us. Maybe it's the latent, implied threat: This disturbing animal could breed an army in a week, if only there were two of them. Maybe it's because, where'd he get those eggs exactly?
Here are five rabbits you'll want to unsee, from Philadelphia and beyond, ranked in order of likeliness to induce terror.
I'm not saying the Easter Bunny is creepy. I'm just saying there are some mall Easter Bunnies that would have sent me into tears as a child, and probably still could to this day.
Here he is, cruising through the Gallery -- perhaps a harbinger of the mall's closure a mere three decades later?
And what could be cheerier than a pair of Easter bunnies in Victorian mourning garb, visiting a child in the hospital?