So there’s some elements of this that make no damned sense to me. The title of the original masterwork is “A Perfect Fit,” as you can plainly see here:
This will be the last thing that makes sense for a little while yet.
I’m just glad that one of the shepherds there can do my reaction “take” for me, it saves a paragraph or two.
Oh, it’s “A Perfect Fit” because of the robe. Clever, I get it. Now, what’s with the enormous face-mole? The goldfish mouth, gaping desperately for air, or trying to eat the lowest glass ball on the Christmas tree? The “gape-mouthed child” statue is a common enough christmas trope, those choirboys have to make a living somehow, but this? Thhis is just weird.
And is so often the case, someone bought this.
Little Christmas gems like this are why my office actually disinvited me from the annual white elephant gift exchange. It just didn’t seem sporting.
Nope, still weird. This thing doesn’t actaully have a better side. Also, at this angle the facial scarring suggests that perhaps he/she/it survived small pox, as well as doing three lines of copy toner off the plate glass panel.
Some times those office Christmas parties get a little crazy, you know?
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