well, I dont know when this pic was taken though
^^

both cases are silly anyway, weather he was stolen or was waiting to be born ^^

… and it’s neck and neck and no, I don’t quite believe it, but it is… a mule is in the race and it’s coming along the inside run and look at that mule go! Jesus… I don’t want to bray, but I never thought a donkey had it in him. But here comes Arabian Knight on the outside, and the donkey and Knight are neck and neck… and…oh Lord, I cannot believe my eyes… baby Jesus is clinging, I repeat, clinging, to the mane of the donkey…He’s away in the mane, ja, ja… I’ve never seen anything quite like it.

But who’s riding the Arabian Knight? Let me get out the binoculars… yes, I do believe it is Richard Burton, and I do believe he’s nursing some kind of hangover from the way he’s sliding all over that horse… Did Mary nurse baby Jesus? It’s worth thinking about… anyway, Burton is guzzling down a can of Guinness, mother’s milk to some, and Yes! oh, yes! … he’s slipped off the horse and is hanging by one leg from the stirrup… bouncing along the track, I wonder how he’ll get out of this one?… and in the meantime, the donkey was slowing, looking a bit worn out, but the turf has parted… yes, parted!, I am rubbing my eyes here in disbelief too, but I’m only calling it as I see it, the part has created a clear path for the baby Jesus, the donkey and the flood of Nazarenes who have all of a sudden crowded the field. But, wait! Richard Burton has somehow righted himself, and is heard to be shouting “I ain’t afeared of nobody, not even you Virginia!”

Jesus and the donkey and the Arabian Knight are neck and neck, ear and ear… but, …what is the baby Jesus doing? He’s got his hand up to his face, and I can’t see clearly, but I do believe he’s twisting his nose from his face! Oh, to be made of detachable body parts, and he’s climbing onto the mule’s head… Let’s see you do that Burton!… and he’s holding his hand out, and and his nose is wedged firmly on his extended thumb! The mule is steadfast. The knight is faster, but Jesus is forthright. Not only that! But he’s fishing for men. Out comes the fishing rod, and Oh yes! He’s snagged one of the Nazarenes who is pulling, I say just pulling baby Jesus and the mule over the finish line. Burton crushes his can and throws it onto the track. All the other horses stumble, and they’re down for the count! Except for the tortoise.

My, what a race. Burton is crying, but he’s no slouch, but Jesus is just that fraction ahead. I’m looking at the replay now, it’s hard to distinguish, but yes, I can clearly see the paint peeling from his proboscis. By a nose, baby Jesus has won by a nose! The Nazarenes have gone crazy and are throwing palm leaves into the air…the crowd looks confused, except for three wise men along the sidelines looking kind of elated. And here is the surprise finisher. Yes, there goes the tortoise…plod, plod, plod, over the finish line for third! The three wise men throw their tickets in the air, and then scramble to pick them up again… guess three lucky bastards had the trifecta.

Richard Burton slouches off mumbling something about how he wishes he were Richard Harris and had the power of Dumbledore to match the baby Jesus, and how the Irish have all the luck, and how someone left the cake out in the rain. The mule is braying its victory and the Arabian Knight surely has one thousand and one tales to tell. What a day. What a track. What a race…From generation to generation, they’ll begetting around to telling this story. From father to son, from mother to daughter …

Oh, hold on, the riot squad is swarming all over the place… they have the three wise men in cuffs…they’re using a GPS system to track down the Baby Jesus to return him to his rightful owners, and Burton is doing a little dance before falling down dead drunk in the middle of the field. Danny Glover kicks him. WTF? Professional jealousy?

Baby Jesus gives the riot squad the finger, quite literally, but he’s too small, and they are too powerful. They have swaddled him, and Burton has been disqualified for being disorderly after Glover had a quiet word with one of the officials! The tortoise wins the race…though the hare is objecting… As always, sure and steady will beat the bolter from the stable, and I see Glover counting out a nice wad of money. Maybe it is the reward for assisting and promoting the return of the baby Jesus to his Righteous and rightful place. Amen. What a day it’s been folks, What a day.

Better get your DeLorean checked out.

Delicious is totally Hosebag McSlutty, going by what I’ve heard. Animals, food products, inanimate objects …