It’s been some time since I ran a competition here at PCaL, and I reckon that this image – which was last year’s billboard from St Matthew-in-the-City in Auckland – is just begging (still) for a caption:
[I'll let the competition run until Christmas. And, as usual, the winner – who will receive a book of their choice from a selected list – will be decided by a combination of the ancient and biblical practice of casting lots and the modern more reliable practice of what I judge to be the best caption.]
“Oh my Word!”
An under-explored aspect of Christology: whether Jesus, being a fully human foetus, gave Mary morning sickness.
Jesus, Mary and Joseph, what have I done? I should never have trusted that guy who wanted to annoint my feet with extra virgin olive oil.
Gosh, what is Leunig gonna say about this?
Hard to deny the test when it glows in the dark from the Holy Spirt…
Hell? No!
I was going to enter, until I saw Nick Steffan’s unbeatable caption.
Holy Mother of God ———— oops that’s me!
Hmmmm, this new-fangled technology is making it easier and easier to get pregnant. Some day we’ll be able to do without men altogether.
Where to now? Pray tell!
Kinda seems to me like the type of picture that’s actually best without a caption, but how about this: “What’s it mean when there’s a little cross on this thingy?”
“Oh my, the condition is Immaculate.”
“Jesus Christ!”
“Hell Mary, that was Gabriel and he was not talking metaphor!
Oh pardon me, must have been the dodgy Falafel I had last night…..!
Oops… awkward moment. At least I managed to cover the facial hair.
Mary discovers that her urine has magical powers, as a little cross spontaneously appears on previously blank paper on the stick. A cross, what could this mean…
“He said he was protected!”