this morning on my way to work i drove behind a truck with a bumpersticker that said "fight fetus fear." instantly it conjured images of people with fetal phobia, screaming and shaking at the sight of a fetus. even the mention of a fetus would bring about sweating and the beginning pangs of panic. I had a friend in SF who had a cat named fetus. i wonder if that could be a subset of this phobia: fear of cats and fetuses? catfetalphobia.
michael sent me a video this morning about some stupid american finding a cheeto in the shape of jesus. desperation? how long did it take to find that? did they have jesus on the mind while eating their cheetos? what if the dog grabbed it out of their hand and they'd lose their 5 minutes of fame? i wonder if they have that thing framed in their kitchen. too bad when it starts rotting it won't look much like jesus anymore, more like the swamp thing. oh holy swamp thing will you die for my sins too?
Cheesus
