Mmm, i am pretty sure they would never do that with Mohammed. Hell burger king freaked out when they accidentally had an ice cream thing that looked like the word for allah.
Serioiusly, it is sick because the only reason why islam gets that kind of respect is because they are afriad. so what kind of behavior is being rewarded, here?
I saw the real Jesus in the shadows made by a crumpled receipt on my coffee table. No, I'm totally serious. He was visiting me during a difficult period so I left the crumpled receipt there and He remained even though the light changed over the course of days, and even though I twirled the paper around. This was before I had a camera so, sadly, I have no photographic proof of the visit. Eventually the table was cleaned off and Jesus went away.
@Ignorance is Bliss: The Ikea in New Haven is a great family rest stop when you're taking I-95 through Connecticut. Right off the highway. Great cafeteria. Treats for the road.
Their meatballs are pretty good. The Ikea in Orlando was the only thing I regretted leaving behind when I moved up to Virginia. Now the closest one is three hours away.
Wow. The trivialization of religion by the mass media is complete. We're seein' Jesus near commodes now. What's next? Seeing the Last Supper in a row of cornstalks? Or maybe the Christmas Manger tableau in a BBQ bottle display??
Bearded and Breasted??? Revealing perhaps the male-female Fullness of Father Mother God?? I'm definitely seeing breasts, present but not so fully defined as to be able to determine fabulousness or nipple ratios.
Plushy mustache however! And how about those tiny ears?
Flesh and Spirit, for those who follow him or are searching for his likeness, are the only two forms the Man himself said he would use to make his presence known.
You see, but yet you do not see. The Druids are still with us and are still protectors of the sacred oak groves. This is a warning to Ikea and to its customers. Leave the oak groves alone. The first warning is printed on pine. The next warning will be written in blood on butcher block tables. You have been warned. No more oaken furniture.
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19 comments:
In an Ikea?
That's not Jesus.
Methinks it's Oden.
WV: tutfly. A busybody who goes around constantly correcting people's minor indiscretions.
He is watching you.
Some assembly required.
Heresy! Ikea? He was a carpenter, for his sake!
Mmm, i am pretty sure they would never do that with Mohammed. Hell burger king freaked out when they accidentally had an ice cream thing that looked like the word for allah.
Serioiusly, it is sick because the only reason why islam gets that kind of respect is because they are afriad. so what kind of behavior is being rewarded, here?
I prefer Norskbild to Ikea. More open minded.
Oh for the Love of Mary. It's William Wallce. Any dolt could see that.
By the way, Glasgow is bloody beautiful this time of year.
If I walked into a public toilet and a man was photographing the door, I would probably send for security.
That's not Jesus, that's Merlin.
I saw the real Jesus in the shadows made by a crumpled receipt on my coffee table. No, I'm totally serious. He was visiting me during a difficult period so I left the crumpled receipt there and He remained even though the light changed over the course of days, and even though I twirled the paper around. This was before I had a camera so, sadly, I have no photographic proof of the visit. Eventually the table was cleaned off and Jesus went away.
And plus, whoever takes a camera into a public restroom must be watched with a suspicious eye.
I knew that Ikea made furnature, but until I read the article, I never knew they also made meatballs.
Now I know.
@Ignorance is Bliss: The Ikea in New Haven is a great family rest stop when you're taking I-95 through Connecticut. Right off the highway. Great cafeteria. Treats for the road.
You want lingonberries with that? Sure.
I have yet to see Jesus in the veneer though.
Their meatballs are pretty good. The Ikea in Orlando was the only thing I regretted leaving behind when I moved up to Virginia. Now the closest one is three hours away.
Wow. The trivialization of religion by the mass media is complete. We're seein' Jesus near commodes now. What's next? Seeing the Last Supper in a row of cornstalks? Or maybe the Christmas Manger tableau in a BBQ bottle display??
Sheesh.
Bearded and Breasted??? Revealing perhaps the male-female Fullness of Father Mother God??
I'm definitely seeing breasts, present but not so fully defined as to be able to determine fabulousness or nipple ratios.
Plushy mustache however! And how about those tiny ears?
Flesh and Spirit, for those who follow him or are searching for his likeness, are the only two forms the Man himself said he would use to make his presence known.
wv godstu...
Where Would Jesus... Go?
Woohoo!
You see, but yet you do not see. The Druids are still with us and are still protectors of the sacred oak groves. This is a warning to Ikea and to its customers. Leave the oak groves alone. The first warning is printed on pine. The next warning will be written in blood on butcher block tables. You have been warned. No more oaken furniture.
Ah, the wonders of veneer symmetry.
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