Ha!
Stole that for FB.
True story. When my Aunt Anne was little, one year, the night before easter, she heard a motercycle go by the house the night before Easter and thought it was the Easter Bunny.
The result was a family tradition that the Easter Bunny rides a "moter mo mo" and, until they stopped making them, my cousins and I always got the chocolete Chopper Bunny in our baskets in honor of that.