‘Tis the season for the Virgin Mary to be showing up all over hell. You could just be making nachos one day unaware that you are due for a divine intervention all in the name of a blender gone wild. And nothing, nothing says “Mary” like splattered salsa on your kitchen wall. Which apparently happened to some chick in California. Sightings on freezer doors, hospital windows and $28,000 grilled cheese sandwiches are totally expected between October and December of any given year. Have these people read The Holy Bible? Because there’s some pretty miraculous shit going on in that book. I truly believe that if Mary or Jesus want to drop in, they could make a more impressive entrance than uh…dip.
Anyway, does anyone ever really expect to see the Virgin Mary on the cover of the December issue of Playboy Mexico? Or anywhere in Playboy for that matter? Banana chips? Fine. But Playboy? There’s gotta be a line somewhere; isn’t this it?
Of course, Playboy has issued a distancing apology explaining that they don’t approve Playboy Mexico content. Yeah, that makes sense. The publisher of Playboy Mexico, Raul Sayros, said they were going for a Renaissance vibe on the cover. Huh. Missed the mark on that one. Unless Renaissance is Spanish for slutty mother of Jesus.