During the creation of the following tears have flown.. they were not tears of pain nor of anger, they were tears of joy. Please enjoy the following, and don't be offended by it. -- This drawing (download before you read at the bottom please), made with Yahoo's messenger's Doodle Imvironment, is the base of this thread, and was created by me and a cousin. -- Ballet Boy Jesus: His Story, seen through the raisins of two innocent snowmen On a lonely summer night, Jesus freaked out. He wasn't able to recover in any way from making it through the audition for "The Swans Lake". He went nuts. After having killed 12 of his friends they finally got him. Not having a normal system of Justice yet, they decided to put him on a wooden cross: "To show the world what happens when you're an insane ballet dancer," said the in stone carved paper the day after. Jesus was very pissed of about this. Literally. After some hours hanging, two snowmen came towards him. They read the news in the paper and, being well known disaster tourists they couldn't let this one slip. In the end they needed another 50 posts on some forums, which they would surely make with this experience. Jesus took his chance. While one came up from behind and one from affront, he started the whole internal food-dispensing machine. The snowmen never saw it coming.. Getting a fair amount of piss right between the raisins was too much for Ben (the Snowman), and taking a full payload of fluttering diarrhea in his face meant deep shit for Howie (Snowy). While the brown emulsion smelted its way through Howie's chest and innards, Jesus' tutu didn't stop flapping. On the other side of the man on the wood Ben was proving its fertility. Reed grew from the ground as fast as he was coming down. Maybe it were the raisins, or the Great Carrot, Ben attracted life of every kind. Howie though wasn't able to tell his e-pals.. He died soon after The fishes, most likely attracted by the dried raisins, were shocked by the arrival of a bird. Jesus, being pissed off and all, didn't take that either. The bird took it all. Understandably, his species never made it to our times. Bad Ballet Boy Jesus! By pissing this bird to death, you played for God.
