Kitschmas--Day 10

So my searching around for Christmas kitsch brought me laughter, holiday cheer, a bit of rage at the consumer orgy that has become Chri$tma$,

but then today this happened.

This Kitschmas level of the following is at such a high concentration that I feel you should be wearing rubber gloves before you dive headfirst into what might be, ladies and gentlemen, The Most Holy Incarnation of St. Kitsch.

IT'S A F*CKING FLAMINGO NATIVITY.