Gangsta

gangsta-snowman

Every year Janie and I get a new ornament for our Christmas tree.  Last year we didn’t have a tree, but we still managed to buy an ornament.  We just can’t remember which one it is.  This fat little snowman was one of the special ones, on the year I decided that we needed to specify a holiday theme for our decorating.  Snowmen was easy because it was the least Christian and most plentiful thing we could think of when it comes to holiday decorations.  So we have snowmen all the hell over the place.  What I like about this particular snowman, besides his solidarity in roundness, is that he’s throwing up some gang signs.  Somewhere under that hat he’s packing a gat and getting ready to bust a cap in Gus if he gets to chewing on that tree skirt again.