Happy Holidaze to all.
Last year a number of people complained that the seasonal cartoon’s text was too small to read. Therefore, you will find this year’s text below the squiggle.
Smile!
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My relationship with Joseph hasn’t been the same since the day I told him that I was pregnant.
Prior to that time, he had never been happy about what he viewed as my imaginary friend who lives in the sky. But he let it go because there were too many other things to deal with, like my determination to hang on to my virginity even after we were legally married.
When I told Joe that God Almighty Himself was the baby daddy, he flew into a rage. He doesn’t understand how a guy who doesn’t have an actual body could have gotten anyone pregnant. It didn’t help when I insisted that this was done by magic.
To make matters worse, Joe doesn’t see why he should put his time and energy and money into raising someone else’s kid. I tried explaining that my child is so special that when he grows up, he will perform miracles and be admired by millions of people for centuries to come.
Joe thinks that every Jewish mother feels that way about her first-born son.
But enough about me. What’s up with you?
Peace on Earth. Goodwill to all.