in honor of the birth of our savior...

...a blurry cameraphone picture (the stock of my trade!) of Mikey holding/kissing/doing god knows what to the baby Jesus we stole from a nativity scene:

(Not pictured: the precious lamb that I preemptively threw in the bushes when I thought the cops were coming)

And on a more random note, a photo I snapped in a bathroom stall at National Airport, which is both less interesting/offensive than it sounds and more reasonably blurry as it's rather uncomfortable rocking a cameraphone in a crowded restroom.

That graffiti and I have so much in common. Merry Christmas assholes!