I was in the parking lot of home despot, when I saw this sign at a distance. Initially I thought it said, “I AM GOD.” Strange place for fundie horseshit, I mused, until the actual product was revealed: “FARM FRESH SOD,” where the words farm and fresh were de-emphasized.
I had been primed to see these words by this ornament dangling from the rearview mirror of my ride’s coach:
Sit still and know that if you misbehave, jesus will fuck you up. Bes’ believe.
I like to mix the ideas. KNOW THAT I AM SOD, THE FARM FRESH GOD, like a parody of this jam:
If you haven’t thought of that song since your homeboy in college DL’d a midi of it in 1989, you’re welcome.
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Wait, God is a butterfly? Nobody told me! Cool.
The message on that butterfly is farm fresh something but I think “sod” only euphemistically.
I think “Farm Fresh Sod” should become a new euphemism for most things political I see our fearless leader is preparing to lay down another roll of farm fresh sod! Maybe a bumper sticker. The more often seen, the less ambiguous it becomes.
ri – i head god is actually a moth that can be summoned by two tiny women that live in a clam shell.
m – not a bad idea. that shit does unfurl.
I tend to interpret that as if spoken by a cop:
“Freeze, muthafucka!”