I looked away from my laptop at Miriam. "What?"
"Seriously, it makes no sense." She threw her hands up and donned a derpy voice. "Well, here's an idea. European, African, Latin, and Asian immigrants should celebrate the birthday of a Jewish dude born fucking two thousand years ago, and here's the really fun part! We'll do it in THE WRONG GODDAMN MONTH!"
She had that irritated stare again - the one I usually associate with a cat who doesn't like it when you yank on the tail. She was waiting for a response to bounce off of.
"Well... maybe you should make a new holiday?"
She spun on the couch to face me directly. "YES! EXACTLY! I've already got the idea somewhat made." She made the "my fish was thiiiis big" motion with her hands and went on. "Wang."
She looked at me and blinked.
"You want to make a holiday based on a penis?"
"Not just any penis, a super awesome one that shoots out powdered sugar and taco meat and NO! Not a penis. I'm referring to the name. Jesus isn't even Jewish anymore. "Hey-Zeus." I was thinking of creating a holiday based on some guy named Wang. There are a lot of Asians in the world. Hell, there's a whole continent for them. It'll be like a giant birthday party for some guy named Wang."
"Merry Wangmas."
"We'll put the actual birthday in like... March. Then we can actually celebrate it during the early summer. If they decided Jesus was born near the winter solstice, about four months later than he really was, an actual March birthday should translate into June. Hell, we can even make the Pagan connection and move it to the summer solstice!" She slumped back into the couch. "All hail our savior, Wang."
"You want to make a holiday based on a penis?"
"Not just any penis, a super awesome one that shoots out powdered sugar and taco meat and NO! Not a penis. I'm referring to the name. Jesus isn't even Jewish anymore. "Hey-Zeus." I was thinking of creating a holiday based on some guy named Wang. There are a lot of Asians in the world. Hell, there's a whole continent for them. It'll be like a giant birthday party for some guy named Wang."
"Merry Wangmas."
"We'll put the actual birthday in like... March. Then we can actually celebrate it during the early summer. If they decided Jesus was born near the winter solstice, about four months later than he really was, an actual March birthday should translate into June. Hell, we can even make the Pagan connection and move it to the summer solstice!" She slumped back into the couch. "All hail our savior, Wang."
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