I was going to make this into a Required Reading sidebar link, but it’s just too good.
Unborn Baby Ornament – US Troop Model
“Protect our troops – from the womb to the war. What if the fetus you were going to abort would grow up to be a soldier bringing democracy to a godless dictatorship?”
From Miss Poppy, whose motto is, “What a trend we have in Jesus!”
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THIS IS FREAKING UNREAL. MY MIND IS OFFICIALLY BLOWN.
I think every stocking needs one of these inside. And every gift wrapped with one hanging right next to the tag.
I like that it is also available in “brown.” You know, to be inclusive and everything.
This is beyond creepy. Who doesn’t want an entire tree filled with these? HOW FESTIVE!
Jules
House of Jules
Seriously, I was so appalled at first that it took me about five minutes to realize it was a joke.
ack, ack, ack! Oh mah fuckin’ hell. I’m officially going into the fetal position now. And possibly moving to Europe.
I just don’t know what to say. Except, I think I now know what to get for my Catholic conservative Republican in-laws for Christmas.
That’s what happened to the Baby Jesus that is missing from my Nativity set.
What else will Baby Jesus Do?
You say creepy I say AMAZING!
I’m supposed to write about baby’s first Christmas ornaments. I’m totally putting this in it.
Nothing says Christmas like a fetus with an uzi.
This is pretty brilliant. As well as her motto. Of course, this gift should be called “Unborn Christian Soldier.”
Everybody! “Un-born Christ-ian so-oldier…”
That is fucking hilarious. I’d love to hang it on the front of my tree, just at eye level for my MIL.
Har.
here’s also a “rubber training snake” for all the novice snake handlers out there.
It brings back happy memories of being a clinic escort for Naral during that summer when when the Baby Jesus’s biggest fans, those kind-hearted Missionaries to the Preborn, would scream at me (spittle flying) and thrust similar pictures of a more colorful pre-born (their words not mine) in my face.
I’d love nothing more than a keepsake ornament to remind me of that joyful summer of 1991 in Milwaukee, WI.
I’m so appalled that I’m still sitting here, mouth agape, trying to bend my mind around the idea that this is, in any way at all, amusing. I guess I need some lessons in satire. I did get a small chuckle from a comment on the Poppy site that called it a “Fetal Attraction”.
There. I’ve officially commented on a blog entry for the first time ever. You win!
This is the creepiest, most fucked-up thing I’ve ever seen. I’m just, well, I guess I’m speechless. Wow.
WOW. Just WOW.
Creepy, offensive and yet hilarious.
Amazingly tasteful!! And tasty. Mmmm, fetuses.
We live in a sceery world, peeps.
ugggh. This is so gross on so many levels. My husband is an officer in the national guard and would agree with me!
Oh. My. God.
And to think… they let these people vote.
Or what if that fetus in you grows up to wipe out half a family at a worship center. This message approved by the NRA.
Wow. Just… wow.