December 11, 2005
Burn Baby, Burn
The likeness of Frosty the Snowman has been made into a candle. As if the Sun isn't enough of a threat. Frosty, I almost feel bad for you. Your old silk hat is completely melted off and the brim has fused itself to your forehead. Now it looks more like the remnants of an Arab imamah.
Faisal the Snowman.
The Universe is wide and nature is varied to a degree that surpasses our ability to comprehend, so somewhere out there, there's a planet full of Frosty's kin. If I could email them this picture, they would surely declare Snowy Jihad and launch their spacesleighs and come after us. Of course by the time they get to Earth the wick will have already reached his two eyes made out of coal and we'll be roasting chestnuts, or maybe marshmallows -- at which point I'll take another photo and send it to the planet Stay Puft.
That brings up another question. Is "Stay Puft" a real brand of marshmallow or was that just a thing from Ghostbusters?
Posted by glenn at December 11, 2005 10:34 PM