Contributing to this blog:
- "Dave" is Dave Barry, who is a humor columnist and presidential contender.
- "judi" is Judi Smith, who is Dave's Research Department, as well as being interested in men.
- "Walter" is Walter, a bone from the penis of a walrus.
Having met Jesus a few times, she recognized him right away. Knew that it couldn't possibly have been St.Peter, or Barry Manilow, or Winston Churchill...
I thought I saw an image of Charlton Heston in a pancake I got late one night at an IHOP. Of course,the massive amount of beer I had consumed at the local adult beverage establishment prior to that might have had something to do with it.
As Mr. Blog said, "If there really is a God who created the entire universe with all of its glories, and He decides to deliver a message to humanity, He will not use, as His messenger, a person on cable TV with a bad hairstyle."
I imagine flapjacks would be crossed off the list as well.
In Carl Hiassen's "Lucky You," some of the action takes place in a remote Florida town (duh) in which the residents run competing miracle sites, crying or bleeding statues, etc., to pull in tourists.
Also, check out this oldie, but newly relevant (again) goodie from Oct. 3, 2005 on http://antfarmersalmanac.com/
Diner waitress: Good morning, what can I get ya?
Patron: Pancakes, with a side of bacon, please.
Waitress: Catholic, Lutheran, Buddhist?....
Patron: Oh, I'm dieting, I'll just have the Atheist.
Waitress [to kitchen]: ONE HANDBASKET!
Wairess: How do you like your bacon?
Patron: John 3:16, please.
Waitress: Fine. That'll be right out.
MtB--sometimes you frighten me. I'm visualizing the video...for this song....with you singing it.....so now I'm going back to the next thread where it's safe.
Listen people, if I'm going to send you a message, I'm going to be Me damn sure you get it. I'm talking locusts, burning bushes, floods, boils. Never pancakes. Though I have to admit the whole frog thing was a bit of a lark. I crack Me up sometimes! But seriously, a pox on the next person who tries to pawn off a poorly made pancake or tortilla as a sign from Me!
I read this story to my daughter last night. This morning she came in to tell me there was a horse shape in her syrup, and upon inspection it really did look like a horse. Then she informed me that it must mean I needed to buy her a horse for Christmas. Har!
Key quote: "...when I saw that, I said, 'Jesus and Mary!"
Posted by: Kristie | November 13, 2007 at 05:04 PM
Oooh, and First!
Posted by: Kristie | November 13, 2007 at 05:05 PM
whoa...I'm sorry...you get a message from God, and sell it on eBay???
Too bad Moses didn't have on-line access. Just imagine...
Posted by: Betsy | November 13, 2007 at 05:05 PM
Having met Jesus a few times, she recognized him right away. Knew that it couldn't possibly have been St.Peter, or Barry Manilow, or Winston Churchill...
Posted by: mm | November 13, 2007 at 05:05 PM
Wow - and Mahatma Kane Jeeves didn't even send this one in!
Posted by: DeskDiva | November 13, 2007 at 05:06 PM
Do you need Holy Syrup to eat those?
Posted by: Siouxie | November 13, 2007 at 05:06 PM
Hat trick?
Posted by: Kristie | November 13, 2007 at 05:08 PM
Well, that and syrup would make Communion more palatable.
Posted by: CJrun | November 13, 2007 at 05:08 PM
I wonder if people in China find images of Buddha on their food...Or is this just a Catholic thing?
Posted by: Kristie | November 13, 2007 at 05:10 PM
I thought I saw an image of Charlton Heston in a pancake I got late one night at an IHOP. Of course,the massive amount of beer I had consumed at the local adult beverage establishment prior to that might have had something to do with it.
Posted by: Doc Rick | November 13, 2007 at 05:14 PM
I think the pancake is upside down and they have the entirely wrong image.
I also think Jesus would *wnork* at the idea of sending messages through pancakes... but everybody knows that God has a sense of humour.
Posted by: gjd | November 13, 2007 at 05:19 PM
Well, he might not *wnork*, but he probably would *snork*.
Posted by: gjd | November 13, 2007 at 05:20 PM
I agree. Who CREATED humor, anyway? God, that's who!
Posted by: DeskDiva | November 13, 2007 at 05:22 PM
As Mr. Blog said, "If there really is a God who created the entire universe with all of its glories, and He decides to deliver a message to humanity, He will not use, as His messenger, a person on cable TV with a bad hairstyle."
I imagine flapjacks would be crossed off the list as well.
Posted by: Kristie | November 13, 2007 at 05:30 PM
Was this instant, box pancake mix or homemade stuff.
I'm not sure why that's relevant but I think the world deserves to know.
Posted by: blurk | November 13, 2007 at 05:35 PM
It looks like an alien with its eyes on stalks.
In other news...Miami is in the running for the Senior Games.
Posted by: ! | November 13, 2007 at 05:37 PM
Let my people eggo.
Posted by: SW | November 13, 2007 at 05:44 PM
The breakfast I admire most
The waffle, bun and holy toast...
Posted by: SW | November 13, 2007 at 05:46 PM
Double SNORK at SW.... Well done.
Posted by: Mr. Completely | November 13, 2007 at 05:49 PM
LMAO, Stevie.
Posted by: Siouxie | November 13, 2007 at 05:49 PM
W[hat]W[ould]J[esus]S[nork]A[t]?
In Carl Hiassen's "Lucky You," some of the action takes place in a remote Florida town (duh) in which the residents run competing miracle sites, crying or bleeding statues, etc., to pull in tourists.
Also, check out this oldie, but newly relevant (again) goodie from Oct. 3, 2005 on http://antfarmersalmanac.com/
Posted by: Lairbo | November 13, 2007 at 06:00 PM
Diner waitress: Good morning, what can I get ya?
Patron: Pancakes, with a side of bacon, please.
Waitress: Catholic, Lutheran, Buddhist?....
Patron: Oh, I'm dieting, I'll just have the Atheist.
Waitress [to kitchen]: ONE HANDBASKET!
Wairess: How do you like your bacon?
Patron: John 3:16, please.
Waitress: Fine. That'll be right out.
Posted by: Meanie the Blue | November 13, 2007 at 06:08 PM
I'm sorry but Jesus appeared on a pancake.
Try again!
Posted by: Leetie | November 13, 2007 at 06:09 PM
Make that: Jesus has already appeared on a pancake.
Posted by: Leetie | November 13, 2007 at 06:10 PM
Even Jesus s*wnorked*! <---- (get it, there's an SW in there)
Posted by: CJrun | November 13, 2007 at 06:10 PM
And don't even think of pulling the old Jesus in a dog's arse ploy.
Posted by: Leetie | November 13, 2007 at 06:18 PM
Snork at MtB
Posted by: A. Suess | November 13, 2007 at 06:18 PM
Nice collection there, Leetie.
I once saw Mommy kissing Santa Claus. Does that count for anything?
Posted by: A. Suess | November 13, 2007 at 06:21 PM
♪ Jesus is just on rye, with meat... ♫
Posted by: Meanie the Blue | November 13, 2007 at 06:31 PM
double MtB *snork*!
Posted by: CJrun | November 13, 2007 at 06:49 PM
Amazing crepes?
Posted by: SW | November 13, 2007 at 06:57 PM
so the last supper was at an i.h.o.p?
Posted by: insomniac | November 13, 2007 at 07:03 PM
That pancake looks like it needs to be healed.
Posted by: Wench Lizzy | November 13, 2007 at 07:07 PM
Now I lay me down to sleep
I dream of breakfast goodies sweet
If I should die before I wake
I'll see the Lord in my pancake
Posted by: SW | November 13, 2007 at 07:08 PM
Try Jesus' Miracle Ham. Completely cured.
Posted by: Meanie the Blue | November 13, 2007 at 07:14 PM
"Try Jesus' Miracle Ham. Completely cured."
You've had the rest. Now try the blessed.
Posted by: SW | November 13, 2007 at 07:17 PM
See, the acorn can fall far from the tree.
Posted by: JEC666 | November 13, 2007 at 07:46 PM
I made it through the cuisinart
Somehow made it to the skillet
Didn't have an image until
You began to grill it
I was on your plate, immaculate
All beaten, almost eaten, it's true
But you made me feel
Yeah, you made me feel
Jemimy and new
Like a virgin
Grilled for the very first time
Like a virgin
When your sacred heart beats
Miracle time
Posted by: Meanie the Blue | November 13, 2007 at 08:02 PM
insom LOL or...i.h.o.h.p. - International House of Holy Pancakes.
*Snork-A-Mima* @ Meanie!
Posted by: Siouxie | November 13, 2007 at 08:20 PM
MtB--sometimes you frighten me. I'm visualizing the video...for this song....with you singing it.....so now I'm going back to the next thread where it's safe.
Posted by: Auntie M | November 13, 2007 at 08:20 PM
*SNORK*
I just got two telemarketers tonight.
*RING*
ME: International House of Pancakes, may I take your order, please???
THEM: huh??
ME: This is the International House of Pancakes, may I take your order??
THEM: I'm sorry, I have the wrong number.
Posted by: Siouxie | November 13, 2007 at 08:40 PM
Listen people, if I'm going to send you a message, I'm going to be Me damn sure you get it. I'm talking locusts, burning bushes, floods, boils. Never pancakes. Though I have to admit the whole frog thing was a bit of a lark. I crack Me up sometimes! But seriously, a pox on the next person who tries to pawn off a poorly made pancake or tortilla as a sign from Me!
Posted by: GOD | November 13, 2007 at 09:30 PM
Trust me, He means it.
Posted by: Lou Cipher | November 13, 2007 at 09:47 PM
In Search of the Holy Grits.
Posted by: SW | November 13, 2007 at 11:56 PM
Leetie...Don't mean to dis anyone's faith, but I'm pretty sure your Flapjack Jesus is really Rasputin.
Posted by: Betsy | November 14, 2007 at 12:23 AM
It rather looks like OJ's MRI.
Posted by: karenbug | November 14, 2007 at 12:39 AM
Hmmm...no Jesus, but did anyone else see Elmo?
Posted by: Alex | November 14, 2007 at 01:27 AM
Looked like Casper the Friendly Ghost to me.
Posted by: daisymae | November 14, 2007 at 08:14 AM
I read this story to my daughter last night. This morning she came in to tell me there was a horse shape in her syrup, and upon inspection it really did look like a horse. Then she informed me that it must mean I needed to buy her a horse for Christmas. Har!
Posted by: ellie | November 14, 2007 at 09:14 AM
Flapjack Jesus WBAGNFARB.
Posted by: Leetie | November 14, 2007 at 04:30 PM