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I couldn't come up with a better caption than this. Now my brain is plenty weird, and I come up with strangeness that makes people in the grocery store suddenly remember that they needed to be in a different aisle (am I the only one who's chased my roomates around the store with a genuine, whole cow tongue?), but real life sometimes throws me such a great dose of WTF, that I'm all 'you win, world - I couldn't make this one up if I tried'.
This is such a time. Not only did I not know there WAS such a saint, some lucky person could own this guy's preserved head.
The Significant Other is damn lucky that I'm both broke and that this is already over, or I'd totally greet him at the door with the severed head of the saint of GD. I'm still kinda pissed that I missed this auction. Who needs food? I NEED the preserved head of the saint of genital disease.
And then I'd stand outside the local clinic with it, offering Hail Herpes and cleansing via prayer to the head (and all the dumb jokes that go with it). Donations of a financial nature welcome.
UPDATE: This is the chat conversation I just had with the SO about it -
SO: so, how much did the head go for?
me: expected to go for between six hundred and 1200 dollars
I would have done it.
SO: almost seem worth it
seems even
me: That's the only kind of useless item I would have done it for
SAINT HEAD OMG
I didn't know you could own such things
now I want one
I love you Catholics, making a billion saints so I have the opportunity to own the severed head of one of them.
SO: there was even a dog that was suppose to be a saint
SO: To have a real sanctified alter in a Roman Catholic Church, it needs to have bones from a saint in it. Not all of the bones, sometimes just a piece or a finger joint
me: dog saints? gotta have a saint? You guys are nuts.
PIECES OF SAINTS? Now that's just gross.
(Yes, functionally I'm five. Parts of dead people are gross yet compelling.)
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