No. J2K1-152

Time cries and you are there, but Jesus laughs, and you can eat off of him! As long as you own this stupendous Christ plate. Which you obviously don't.

I do.

So it looks like I'll be the only one who will know the unique pleasure of filling this plate with beans of some sort, then eagerly ladling them into my mouth as quickly as my little hand can move, as the chortling face of the Son of God emerges through the sauce.

On the back of this extraordinary piece it says, "For George. Love Romaine." George, you thoughtless bastard, how could you give Romaine's gift away to a thrift store? Just because a woman is named after a type of lettuce is no reason to reject a plate she has crafted especially for you. Although maybe this is an ashtray.