Sunday August 27, 2006

Minneapolites will be familiar with the Not-My-Fault Jesus mural on the exit ramp for Washington Ave near the Southern. Today, I found his long-lost gay cousin: Blowjob Jesus on Franklin Avenue. I believe that the intention of the mural was probably to show someone receiving a blessing, but really, think twice before painting a man on his knees, head bowed down at genital-level to the Jesus, while Jesus' right hand seems to be pushing the guy's head into his crotchal region. I have to get a photo of this.

Things not to do ever again: drink more than seven glasses of cheap keg beer and attempt to bike home. But I'd bet that YOU wouldn't have expected what looked like an empty white plastic bag in the gutter to turn out to be a full gallon jug of milk. NB: drivers do not appreciate it when you swerve and half-fall into traffic as the gallon of milk spurts on their car.

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