hummingwolf (
hummingwolf) wrote2004-12-05 12:16 pm
Spreading the Good Cheer!
Excerpted from a conversation with
hai_kah_uhk:
Me: typing about glowing plastic nativity scenes at the same time!
Her: yeah!
Me: are they *supposed* to be taken seriously? i'm never quite sure.
Her: i guess making christ glow makes sense, sort of. he's holy and all.
Her: well, i'm not sure lawn decor featuring the Son of God is designed to outright make you laugh.
Her: but the tackiness levels make you wonder.
Me: it's probably not designed to make you laugh, but i wonder about some of theh people who buy it.
Her: me too.
Her: they're reverent enough to want christ on their lawn, but not reverent enough to make sure he doesn't look like some wacky oversized toy.
Me: awww, such a kewt widdle plastic Christ child!
...
Me: i admit, though, i'm kinda amused when a manger scene features Rudolf the Red-nosed Reindeer.
Her: hahaha!
Her: what, Rudolph wasn't there? didn't he go with the little drummer boy?
Me: his nose lit up in imitation of the star of Bethlehem!
Me: Rudolf with your nose so bright, won't you guide my Magi tonight?
Her: there we go!
Her: hey, makes sense to me.
Her: and then they gave gifts of gold, frankincense, myrrh, and venison steaks.
...
Me: then all the Magi loved him, as they shouted out with glee: Rudolf, the Red-Nosed Reindeer, your flesh is ve-ry tast-y!
Well, it amused us at the time.
While I'm here, this is a bit of an unrelated convo with
grrwoo from weeks ago:
Him: my work-proper socks are dying
Him: I need to go buy more socks
Him: i'm wearing a religious pair
Me: ah, very holy.
Me: I'm in one of my many pairs of sacred jeans.
Him: ::sacrifices a smurf to your jeans::
Me: managed to put on irreligious socks this morning though. I wonder how that happened?
Him: dunno
Him: that's all they're good for, you know
Him: ritual smurfrifice.
Me: surfrifice!
Me: smurfifice!
Him: and on that note
Him: i must go
Me: oh, I can't even type that word.
Me: smurf with rice.
Man, I love the internet.
Me: typing about glowing plastic nativity scenes at the same time!
Her: yeah!
Me: are they *supposed* to be taken seriously? i'm never quite sure.
Her: i guess making christ glow makes sense, sort of. he's holy and all.
Her: well, i'm not sure lawn decor featuring the Son of God is designed to outright make you laugh.
Her: but the tackiness levels make you wonder.
Me: it's probably not designed to make you laugh, but i wonder about some of theh people who buy it.
Her: me too.
Her: they're reverent enough to want christ on their lawn, but not reverent enough to make sure he doesn't look like some wacky oversized toy.
Me: awww, such a kewt widdle plastic Christ child!
...
Me: i admit, though, i'm kinda amused when a manger scene features Rudolf the Red-nosed Reindeer.
Her: hahaha!
Her: what, Rudolph wasn't there? didn't he go with the little drummer boy?
Me: his nose lit up in imitation of the star of Bethlehem!
Me: Rudolf with your nose so bright, won't you guide my Magi tonight?
Her: there we go!
Her: hey, makes sense to me.
Her: and then they gave gifts of gold, frankincense, myrrh, and venison steaks.
...
Me: then all the Magi loved him, as they shouted out with glee: Rudolf, the Red-Nosed Reindeer, your flesh is ve-ry tast-y!
Well, it amused us at the time.
While I'm here, this is a bit of an unrelated convo with
Him: my work-proper socks are dying
Him: I need to go buy more socks
Him: i'm wearing a religious pair
Me: ah, very holy.
Me: I'm in one of my many pairs of sacred jeans.
Him: ::sacrifices a smurf to your jeans::
Me: managed to put on irreligious socks this morning though. I wonder how that happened?
Him: dunno
Him: that's all they're good for, you know
Him: ritual smurfrifice.
Me: surfrifice!
Me: smurfifice!
Him: and on that note
Him: i must go
Me: oh, I can't even type that word.
Me: smurf with rice.
Man, I love the internet.

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