This one has all kinds of caption possibilites. No contest on this one, but I’ll let you fire away.
He looks like he’s checking a file cabinet.
“Now where’s that damn stud?! How the hell am I supposed to hang my decorative rug?!”
(Looks like he’s going to knock on a bathroom door.) Could you please hurry up a little in the bathroom. I’ve been waiting out here forever.
I told you, our God is bigger than your god.
I want to see the battle between 900ft Jesus and Godzilla!
First Jesus has to defeat the giant blue box of doom by knocking on it.
My first thought was :
Honey…are you nearly done in there?
Steve the Giant gets caught peeping into the woman’s bathroom again.
Anyone recognize the building?
Not a bad idea, really. “I stand at the UN and knock.” I saw this picture on the cover of a small paper back book that someone gave me over 30 years ago. Don’t remember the title.
You can tell it isn’t Jesus because Jesus had feet. Unless Mary M. got carried away and washed them out of existence altogether.
But what would I know? I’m not worthy to lace up his gigantic invisible sandles.
UN are you there? Its me, Jesus.
“Why are UN there?” he asked… Seriously, why is giganto Jesus doing behind what appears to be a ’64 Ford Fairlane (maybe a T-Bird) 4-door? Did Jesus leave NYC on a jet plane in 1964 after he realized he wasn’t as big as The Beatles?
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