No. J2K1-44

I was letting my dog eliminate in a park in Hollywood the other morning when I looked down and there He was. Soaked with morning dew from heaven. I took Him home and dried him off. Looks like someone jammed a spike into His wrists as he was executing a strenuous disco move. Dig the overblown fey anguish.

Now, I don't speak no Commie words, so I can't tell you what this is all about, but I always thought JC was nailed to a cross, not a pole with a sign on it. And rarely do you see such a realistic pit thatch depicted on your basic JC image. So hats off to that.