Happy Holidaze!
YO!
You see, there were these 3 wise men. And they were certified wise because they invested in the stock market and were Hedge Fund Billionaires.
It was getting toward Xmas, and they happened to drive their jaguar by Baby Jesus, wrapped up in hay to keep himself warm, in an unheated manger.
Their first thought was that someone that was this poor in Bethlehem must be bad news, as they rolled down the windows to survey the situation, wondering if they should call the fuzz.
One of them uttered: "You ain’t Muslim are you? That’s the wrong brand of God. It’s almost as bad as the Buddah bubblegum 45’s."
Baby Jesus raised his sweet head, and uttered: “Waaa!” (Which of course, is baby talk for “Hey fool! Where you head at?”)
So, being wise men, and the fact that it was Black Friday, they decided to fight the crowds and go to town to buy cheap Chinese gifts. They kept the receipts so their accountant could use it as a tax write-off … so they had more money to buy politicians.
They found neon letters that spelled out the name of the town, and thought It’d be a perfect gift. So they bought the individual letters, lots of extension cords, cooked the books for the IRS in order to make it look like they paid triple, and then revved back to the Little Lord Jesus, asleep in the hay.
The stars in the sky looked down where he lay, as the 3 wise men set up the garrish neon sign.
An hour later, they realized that they made a mistake. The sign, glowing bright red ... read: “Israe." Baby Jesus looked up at the garish neon and uttered: “Waaaa!” (Which of course, is baby talk for “Hey fool! Where you head at?”)
Whereupon a wise man retorted: “Jesus! Gimme a break! Walmart was out of stock on one letter! There ain't no L ! OK?“
Then they wrote a song about it:
No L, No L, No L, No L, Born is the King of Israe.