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Friday, December 31, 2010

Caganer

Talk about taking a Holy Shit -- I had never heard of this before . . . (thanks to my friend Ralph for sending the story).


Mary, Joseph and the shepherds are all gathered around the baby Jesus in his manger, as loudspeakers emit the occasional animal sound for extra, rustic effect.

But this is Catalonia, and no crib is complete without one additional figure.

He is known in Catalan as the caganer. That translates most politely as 'the defecator' - and there he is, squatting under a tree with his trousers down.


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And speaking of things holy, this video had me in stitches, and then in tears.
DOUBLE RAINBOW, OH MY GOD
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