“You don’t see the missteps in logic with that?” said Stan.
April 5th, 2007“Look, I’m just saying that somewhere between Jesus dying on the cross, and a giant bunny hiding eggs, there seems to be a gap of information.”, he continued.
“Stanley, just dye your god damn eggs!”, warned his father.
From the South Park season 11 episode #5. Unfortunately, the episode quickly devolved into a cheesy ripoff of the DaVinci Code…where it could have interestingly explored the actual disconnect and the gap of information (nice that they kept her name) people have when it comes to their own cultural history in a way that incautiously mocks people and their close held, personal belief, while informing and expanding the horizons of all who watch…like the episode with the Mormons…at it’s best South Park can tower over the landscape like the Colossus…
Someone asked me yesterday what Easter means to me. I said “ham and mashed potatoes”.
….don’t forget the CANDY, Gwennie!!
I keep thinking of the Bible passage (that apparently some Christians claim only applies to Jews, although it is in the CHRISTIAN BIBLE: http://bible.cc/leviticus/11-7.htm) that says pigs are unfit to eat and unclean…and then I think of the millions of god-fearing Americans shaking their cock and balls (or joy nub, if you are of the feminine persuasion) at the Baby Jesus while he weeps himself to sleep in Heaven and they tear into seconds on the day that commemorates his mythical, mystical, magical mystery tour from tomb to old white beard’s right hand…
joy nub?
Isn’t that the medical term for it? I’ll have to rectify that at urbandictionary.com…
I guess lady folk could shake their boobies at Baby Jesus, but he might not be offended by that…
Easter is definitely about the candy…and ham. Oh and that bunny with the eggs…how cute.
Who the hell decided to put Jesus in my Easter basket?
Or is it….who the hell decided to candy-up Jesus’ “mystery tour”??????