RFdude, frequent commenter, good friend, and my former co-blogger at the late unlamented Waffle Ass, today called my attention to this bit of theological and nutritional news:
A High Ridge, Mo., woman says she has found Jesus in a bag of Cheetos. Kelly Ramey says, "I think I found Jesus on a Cheeto as funny as that sounds."Yeah, it's just like wow, all right. Reinhold Niebuhr himself could scarcely have been more eloquent.
She bought a bag of a local convenience store, and inside the bag she felt something unusual.
"I looked at that and I thought, 'Oh my, that looks like Jesus on the cross.' It was just like wow," she says.
Kelly's husband calls the Crunchy Christ "Cheesus," so at least one person in the Ramey household isn't insane.
3 comments:
Um, that's a fucking Viking rune.
Thor pwns Zombie Cheesus.
There is a word I heard recently for the perception of an image observed in a random pattern of material as something familiar to the observer.
I used to work in a place where the earthtone tile in the bathroom featured Osama Bin Laden, a king with a crown, a cute little dog and other such images.
This Cheesus is a little bit cheesy for even such an interpretation.
I like it when I get a bag of cheetos sometimes and there is a big glob of concentrated cheese and salt in the bottom. Them's good eatin. I call it a cheeby.
There may also be a trademark infringement case do to this incident:
http://www.sincitysounds.com/cheesus/
Or maybe they'll pay the folks for it and use it in ads.
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