I had a brain fart today, just wanted to share. Drove by a sign waving in the wind. I read it as “Live Natively”…
For a full second there I was like, how the hell does one live natively? Then it hit me. It is that time of year I suppose for live nativities. My brain farts happen more often than I’d like to admit. 🙂
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And what the hell is a live nativity, anyway? Actors sitting around in a barn? They should be craeful. Every year in Brazil there’s a huge passion play, it attracts many hundreds of thousands over a few days. A few years ago, the actor playhing Judas accidently, literally, hung himself. These things can be dangerous.
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Lol! If there was a promo for nudism in these parts there would be an uproar from all of the x-ian women. The men would be in an uproar as well, but they would be secretly wishing for it to be true 😉
I don’t know if I have ever heard of anyone getting seriously hurt at a live nativity. Sure never heard of a hanging at one! Truth is sometimes stranger than fiction.
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Poor bastard. His name was Tiago Klimeck, and all the other actors thought he was just putting in a really, really, really good performance.
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Wow.
Curious, you ever seen the 1000 ways to die show? It was kinda low brow, took a few freedoms with the facts (where in Hollywood is this not true?) but I kinda liked it. If nothing else, to use as an easy to understand example whikle explaining to my boys how easy it is to do something stupid that could get you killed. Situational awareness training…
Anyway that story you have there would have made a good one for the show. I bet it was a real freak show when they finally figured out what happened. Do they still do that particular show?
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Absolutely, every year. It was only Judas who died, after all 🙂
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I’m sorry but I have to ask, do they still let the Judas character have a rope?
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LOL! To that, I don’t know 🙂
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In our area, a live nativity is, indeed, a bunch of actors standing around a simulated barn, usually outdoors, possibly just standing there, or maybe with a little bad acting and narration thrown in. The higher-end ones have live animals, perhaps even camels. The only dangers I can think of from this activity are frostbite, and getting spit on by a camel.
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You can live natively. Just join the first nations
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If what I understand of my family history is correct, I have a wee bit of their blood, not enough to brag about.
Apparently my grandad was half blooded. There was a story about someone catching a shaman type doing some sort of ceremony over his crib one day (apparently they had snuck in), and that someone chased them off with a broom. I can’t remember the details, that story was from a long time ago. My mother though, only being 1/4, you could not tell it from looking at her, especially as she got older. She looks full blooded.
Mr. Mak, good to speak again. I haven’t seen you in some time. I hope all is well with you and yours.
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All is good with me. But for how long no one knows
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I sent you a message via Skype, holler at me. 🙂
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You must have gone back to sleep 🙂
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Does a live nativity involve a live birth? Not too sanitary if you ask me. “Come see Jesus born! Listen to the screams of a live birth taking place right in front of you. See the blood and the afterbirth! Also, enjoy a cup of joe and a bagel, too. All proceeds go to the Dunken Donuts across the street form the live nativity!”
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Not very damn authentic if it doesn’t have the bloody mess and the screams of agony is it?
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