Saturday, November 05, 2005

there's crap, and then there's sugary sweet crap...

Sorting through a stack of mail, I came upon a pretty dumb catalog that I've been receiving for a few years now.

On the cover, there is a Christmas ornament with the following verse:

I love you all dearly,
Now don't shed a tear,
I'm spending my Christmas
With Jesus this year.


Yeah, perfect. Happy holidays, my a$$.

9 Comments:

Blogger Catherine said...

lol...I saw that and literally laughed out loud. Some Hallmark writer somewhere is living the high life writing crap like that. I'm in the wrong business.

11/05/2005 7:56 PM  
Blogger Lisa P. said...

I know!! Made me want to hurl.

11/05/2005 8:00 PM  
Blogger Lorem ipsum said...

Even Jesus is picky as to those he invites to his birthday party.

11/05/2005 9:19 PM  
Anonymous pixi said...

While there's nothing wrong with wanting departed loved ones to be with God, the trite poem on that ornament seems to trivialize the pain of loss. Thanks Harriet for that special bit of hokum.

11/06/2005 8:00 AM  
Blogger Lisa P. said...

Pixi, I agree -- that's what was bothering me about it. I can't realistically see anyone buying this and displaying it on their tree -- something more subtle, perhaps, but this is just scream-it-from-the-rooftops schmaltz.

Lorem, I *knew* he'd find a way to get back at me for not inviting him to my 7th grade roller skating party!!

11/06/2005 8:50 AM  
Blogger Kathy McC said...

That's just creepy and weird.

11/06/2005 10:33 AM  
Blogger lauralu said...

if someone gives me that ornament for christmas, i will smile and thank them sweetly even as i crush it in my bare hand.

11/06/2005 2:33 PM  
Anonymous pixi said...

lol, lauralu.

11/06/2005 4:37 PM  
Blogger Jill said...

Oh dear...and as people order these, Jesus is shaking his head and saying " 'fraid not, he went downstairs...nope not her - still in purgatory...and do these people really think I still have a birthday party after 2 millenia??"

Such garbage...:(

11/06/2005 8:01 PM  

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