No. J2K1-85

Once again, Jesus has dropped something: His smile. But, thanks to the concave design of this rare porcelain Christ, if you tip it just right, the sad, doomed saviour manages a faint Sade-like upturn of the mouth. But what can you expect from someone who's a holy enigma wrapped inside a riddle wrapped inside a shroud?

This seemingly on-a-bummer JC hails not from the Franklin Mint--as one might gather from the look of Him--but from a junk store in Baltimore that specialized in Miller beer displays featuring guys fishing in streams that appear to be moving when plugged in. Proving once again that the Son of God is, as is so commonly alleged, everywhere.