I accept full responsibility.

i thought it was just a nice rabbit gettin down with a groovy dance until i read the description

Having every panicked moment struggling with the now gone suit enclosure punctuated by soothing southern tones coming from your mouth. A voice filled with confusion but now these words melt like chocolate on your tongue.
The mascot of a bygone campaign is all you are seen as within the confines of the suit. Curved and demure in body. Half-lidded calm eyes and knowing smile on the head, selling your new self to anyone that sees you.
Struggles may stop after a while, and the wafting chocolate samples make one long to take a creamy Cadbury chocolate break. Lounging in the decadent relaxed pose those who will know you will love.

Oh this is precious.

She is my milk chocolate goddess.

I always thought it would be funny to have a group of cholos slice open a suited character, only to reveal that it was completely full of coke.

It probably wouldn't resonate well with people outside of the american southwest.