Sticks or brushes?
Well then, here we are with another holiday Shirt. I for one am getting pretty sick of this theme (much like the holiday itself). But, this blog isn't going to stupid itself - so here be I to help matters along.
Today's Daily Shirt is another 'holiday classic;' and by that I mean a television program not yet 50 years old that indulges in the Judeo-Christian holiday story.
You know the one. Santa, in his stork-driven camel makes his way across the desert following a star (but not understanding astronomy, doesn't realise he's travelling in circles). His job, every Xmas, is to deliver babies and presents to all of the good little adults and children of the world. And some of the bad ones that he doesn't know about. But that's irrelevant. Anyhoo, somewhere along the way, he departs from his usual roundabout and stumbles across a distinctly rhythmic drum pattern. (Legend has it that it was the pattern itself that led Santa astray, but that's a question for the theologists).
Recognising distinctly the cadence of an 11/4 beat, Santa loses all control of his motor skills and starts randomly dropping babies and presents from his magical chariot, despite the precise list of what goes where that Mohammed has prepared.
It's a mess. With the landscape littered with babies and merchendise, Santa comes crashing down in a little town in the Middle East. Dazed and disoriented, Santa does the unthinkable: He randomly gives the Mystical Action Figure of Holy Infinty to the first kid he runs across. And that's the story of Jesus' first G.I. Joe.
And who do we have to blame? Why, it's today's Daily Shirt.
Today's Daily Shirt is another 'holiday classic;' and by that I mean a television program not yet 50 years old that indulges in the Judeo-Christian holiday story.
You know the one. Santa, in his stork-driven camel makes his way across the desert following a star (but not understanding astronomy, doesn't realise he's travelling in circles). His job, every Xmas, is to deliver babies and presents to all of the good little adults and children of the world. And some of the bad ones that he doesn't know about. But that's irrelevant. Anyhoo, somewhere along the way, he departs from his usual roundabout and stumbles across a distinctly rhythmic drum pattern. (Legend has it that it was the pattern itself that led Santa astray, but that's a question for the theologists).
Recognising distinctly the cadence of an 11/4 beat, Santa loses all control of his motor skills and starts randomly dropping babies and presents from his magical chariot, despite the precise list of what goes where that Mohammed has prepared.
It's a mess. With the landscape littered with babies and merchendise, Santa comes crashing down in a little town in the Middle East. Dazed and disoriented, Santa does the unthinkable: He randomly gives the Mystical Action Figure of Holy Infinty to the first kid he runs across. And that's the story of Jesus' first G.I. Joe.
And who do we have to blame? Why, it's today's Daily Shirt.
posted by Edmund J. Whipplethorpe @ 4:11 PM
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