We *think* it was inspired by a drag show that had spilled onto the street nearby, and the Jesus there only ever gets candles and flowers, nothing exciting. Hence disco ball Jesus was born!
So, on the 29th, just a few days before we left, it happened...we'd been at the Irish bar near Frauenkirche, and Sendlingerstraße was on our way back. He was hidden by the empty Christmas market stalls, so we had the perfect opportunity. Jen, being a giantess, got to climb up and bless him with disco.
She also may have groped him while doing it. We aren't sure. (Actually, Jen just said "I know I touched penal area". She said it, not me!!) Anyways, her knee has been messed up ever since. Jen has paid for her insolence. Apparently Jesus doesn't like disco.
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