Well, I went to a friend's house on Easter.  It was a nice celebration for them, and there were several children around, all having a great time.  After a few hours, we all settled down to watch some tv, when just a few moments later, we all bolted to the bedrooms because of shrill screaming.  Of course, we all thought the worst...a fight must have broken out over the candy.  When we got to the littlest boy's room, he was standing there in his brand new hip hop clothing yelling at the top of his lungs straight into his Easter basket.

My friend said to him, "Hey little cousing what's wrong?"  The little guy replied, "Nothing's wrong.  I'm just shouting out at my peeps."