So Long, Big Butter…

Big Butter Jesus went down in a creamy conflagration last night. All that’s left is the metal skeleton, prompting the new name of Terminator Jesus, used all over town today. His raised right hand was struck by lightning, and lo and behold, styrofoam covered in fiberglass burns real good. The statue and adjoining building both had lightning rods, but, well, it’s lightning. The church plans to rebuild Touchdown Jesus, and I say rebuild it 10 feet higher….otherwise, God wins. From the “Ironic, don’t cha think” department, the giant Hustler Hollywood sign across the highway was untouched.

Apparently they call this a “hot fire”. Good to know.

Comments

  1. Maz says:

    I’ll be back.

  2. Merno says:

    Maz, EXACTLY what the DJ’s have been saying.

  3. Other Jim says:

    This just in from the “I shit you not” Department: A few people have now indicated that they have seen an image of the Virgin Mary in the statue’s charred remains. Oh, snap.

  4. Merno says:

    OH shit. I75 will never be the same

  5. Dave says:

    Wow, is that thing obnoxious. In both forms. :)

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