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[vulgarweed]

I am a BAD BAD person for laughing at this as hard as I am.


Your dearly departed pet, in Bad Photoshop Heaven.

See, this is why I can't have nice things (like money). If I did, I'd be badgering them to do one of my dearly missed Marlowe taking a whizz on Jesus's robe or trying to shred the BVM's eyelids. Because he totally would. And it didn't mean he didn't like you.

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[runcible.livejournal.com]

DUDE, I AM A BAD PERSON TOO. Cause I am LOLing hardcore.

[vulgarweed.livejournal.com]

It helps that the quality is SO BAD, OMG. They're charging REAL MONEY for that!

[blueeyedtigress.livejournal.com]

Whereas I am horrified and disgusted -- I mean, would it hurt them to do good photoshopping for this? Bad photoshopping is just ... sad.

[vulgarweed.livejournal.com]

Check out their price list for that crap.

[fyrdrakken]

I'm thinking maybe the presumption here is that "ability to correctly grade photoshop jobs in terms of quality" and "devout pet-loving sentimentality" are not traits commonly held by the same people. (Or possibly that anyone who knows enough about photo manips to identify the problems with these is probably capable of doing their own if they feel the need, or at least can find someone else who's better at tweaking images. Not Their Target Market, IOW.)

[celandineb.livejournal.com]

ROTFLMAO! Dude. Even I could probably make those. And I don't even have Photoshop.

[vulgarweed.livejournal.com]

Scissors and glue will do it.

[isiscolo.livejournal.com]

Oh, dear GOD. Or, you know, whatever. I am clearly equally as bad as you!

[vulgarweed.livejournal.com]

I...just..can't..stop!

[notlefthanded.livejournal.com]

Bwa! "At last, little Bandit and the Blessed Virgin are as one."

[vulgarweed.livejournal.com]

It looks like she's burping him.

[rexluscus.livejournal.com]

That's one of those things where it's momentarily unclear whether it's a joke or not. And once you realize it isn't, that is when the true lolz begin. :)

[vulgarweed.livejournal.com]

And none of them are nearly as well done as that Jesus-holding-the-baby-dinosaur picture.

[shiv5468.livejournal.com]

And in some cases, your pet has been turned into what looks like a candle...

[vulgarweed.livejournal.com]

My favorite is the dog with the tongue hanging out getting what looks like a kung-fu neck chop from the praying Virgin statue.

[tyellas.livejournal.com]

I'd say "Oh dear Lord" except that doesn't quite seem right after those pictures.

[vulgarweed.livejournal.com]

How about "Our Lady of the Litterbox"?

[ellimayhem.livejournal.com]

As one of your friends who is a photoshop whiz, I'd do that for free.

[vulgarweed.livejournal.com]

Would you do something as awful as those samples if I paid you? I bet not. You have your pride, don't you?

[moralanqua.livejournal.com]

Yeah but how do you know what religion your dead pet was? Your Jewish cat wouldn't like being photoshopped into Jeebus' arms and your Muslim hamster would soooo jihad you from beyond for putting him at the feet of the Virgin M.

I better go ask my cats this right now. I couldn't live with myself if they got photoshop raped into the wrong religion!!!111

;P

[vulgarweed.livejournal.com]

I'm pretty sure my Marlowe was of the Bastet's Little Bastards faith. Kind of a scary schism from the main cat religion, like the Assassins were to mainstream Islam.

[toscas-kiss.livejournal.com]

Wow. I'm unsure whether to laugh or puke.

[vulgarweed.livejournal.com]

You could try both at once. I think my late cat managed it once. (I know he could hiss and puke at the same time).

[quantum-witch.livejournal.com]

I'm laughing from disgust and bewilderment.

Just went through a huge pile of old photos of my own dearly departed this afternoon, and the very concept of having them be held by anyone but myself is just... well, it seems really wrong. I worshipped them, in a way, so why put them in the arms of questionable deities?

Plus, omgs, this person should take at least ONE Photoshop class before attempting such a thing. And even then, do it all for free.

[vulgarweed.livejournal.com]

I think I'm just cold, cause I'm just having the same response I always have to utterly heartfelt and trainwrecky kitsch. Another great example is Wonkette's Gallery of Terrible 9/11 Art. (The sacreder the cow, the smellier the patties).

Also, I'm looking again at the one of the dog and Ye Olde Ruggede Crosse, and thinking, "I bet that cross would look a lot like a fire hydrant or small tree to a dog." I'm just waiting for it. XD

[hopita.livejournal.com]

My first thought upon viewing the site:

Are those all supposed to be Jesus, or is that first one just some random hippie?

[laurelwood.livejournal.com]

I thought this was a joke site at first and was chuckling most uproariously, but now I see that it's REAL. The kids totally want me to try my hand at doing one on my own. We have everything we need- pictures of a dead guinea pig, Photoshop, and absolutely NO SKILL. It'll be perfect.

[vulgarweed.livejournal.com]

OMG. Post it when you're done. You MUST!

[acusa-dora.livejournal.com]

This isn't even sound doctrine. My catechism teachers always told me that animals don't have souls. (whether I believe that or not is another story) This is really gross.

[vulgarweed.livejournal.com]

You know, the notion that animals don't have souls offends me way more than this site does. I thought humility was a Christian virtue. What could be more arrogant than declaring ourselves the only species with souls?

[bonnieslasher.livejournal.com]

"ZOMG my pet is pasted on - to Jesus - yey!"

That one dog has a lens flare for a halo... and they've all got crappy filters... it's amazing.

[fyrdrakken]

That one at the bottom left corner with the angel statue gives me the urge to do something appalling using one of the weeping angels from the "Blink" ep of last season's Who. I'm not sure what, exactly, though, since captioning it, "Don't blink, [pet name]!" is an overused joke. Possibly something along the lines of where and when the pet in question was sent back to, and what its eventual fate was.

[maelipstick.livejournal.com]

I'm afraid I can't do you Marlowe, but what I can do is here:

~*~

Aziraphale flopped limply into an armchair in his back room. It had been the worst fight since the second arrangement, the one that involved spending wednesday afternoons and sunday mornings increasing their carnal knowledge of each other.

Actually, it had been their worst fight since considerably before then. There hadn't been a discorporation since the middle ages, and that was the demons fault for making jokes about a Diet of Worms. Was it his fault though, thought Aziraphale mournfully, he'd only been following his ineffably apointed nature after all.

Like he supposed, Crowley was only really following his natural instincts when he suggested they See Other Beings, and then a few nervous sips of that 1957 Rioja later, expanded to the specifics, namely he'd like to see one of those air-head Incubus's rogering seven levels of damnation out of Aziraphale for his demonic viewing pleasure.

He hadn't needed to get so angry. He was rather confused by how much entering into a relationship that involved sharing carnal knowledge seemed to engender anger, or hurt or worry. It seemed rather unfair. Anyhow angry he had got, and discorporated Crowley had got and now he was here on his own with no prospect of carnal knowledge for at least the decade or so it would take Crowley to get his body back.

If then, of course. Aziraphale looked at his plump fingers hopelessly. What after all would a demon know about forgiveness?

Then he noticed it, or rather he noticed a source of light where one had not been before. He peered over, quite sure he'd never owned a photograph frame incorporating flashing lightbulbs. Then he noticed the faintly glowing scrawl:

"Angel, hope this keeps the memory alive while I'm gone."

And then he noticed
the picture

P.S. I shall be expecting payback on my return.

[vulgarweed.livejournal.com]

Ahahahahahah!!! What the hell is he doing with his TONGUE?!? XD


This rules! Hee, wednesday afternoons and Sunday mornings. They have a regular schedule, how adorable. And Crowley's such a perv. I'm SO unlocking this post and linking to this.