I could not let this one go by without snagging it for the enjoyment and edification of those few of you who may have resisted the charms of Failblog.This is such a perfect confluence of seasonal consumerism, cultural misunderstanding (assuming it was made in Taiwan or Vietnam), religious confusion, and just plain bone-headedness, that it made me laugh out loud in a real way, not in the Internet lol way.
I mean, someone, somewhere, had to say, "Hey! You know what would be a good idea?"
The same with the window card below. When I saw it on Failblog, I could not figure out what the hell it was. I knew it couldn't be what I thought it was, and still, the proper answer escaped me. Space shuttle? But what's it docking with? What's that squiggle? Is that someone's...?
I had read the comments to get it.
Can you guess what it is? The first commenter who gets it right (and no peeking) will get a paperback from Bleak House Books. Your choice. I'd swing for a hardback, but it's been a Bleak year for Santa.
Consider it a little gift to celebrate the Third Anniversary of A Dark Planet.
And to help you forget all about this picture.
8 comments:
I have to admit that I'm a lot cleaner between the ears than I thought. I saw what it actually was first, and then had to read your... *ahem* interpretation to see the full giggly horror.
I'm excluding myself from the comp though, because She Who Must says I'm not allowed any more books until I've read the ones I've got.
But I'd just like to say that I wouldn't eat there...
Thank you, Stuart. You appear to be the only person with enough time on his hands to actually read this blog this week.
And if I had to read all of the books in my house that I haven't read yet, that would be a very long time before I bought another book.
Christ, I read thru all the damn comments and I'm STILL not sure I know what it is...
My mind clearly lives cerebellum deep in the gutter, I could have stared for the rest of the day craning my neck in different directions, that would have been funny. Better than shopping, or not shopping as the case may be. Always appreciate your sense of humor.
Merry Christmas.
Without cheating, my mind was just roiling around in the gutter, wondering how and when, picasso and freud went into business as signwriters.
I had to go to the comments to um cleanse my poor mind.
On another note, my daughters once received a card from their Dad for Christmas with Jesus on the cross, with a gold glitter Merry Christmas scrolled across.This was purchased in the Brisbane QLD version of chinatown.
I definitely had to go to the comments for that one. Even then, it took a moment. Jesus.
I haven't been to the comments yet, and I am appalled! Appalled! I tell you.
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