The Seventh Day of Christmas Insults My Intelligence

The seventh thing at Christmas that has insulted me:

Seven cancelled flights

(Photo credit for original: Allen Skyy)

Way to go, Christians!  You scheduled one of the year’s busiest travel seasons at a time when it snows a lot.  (Photo credit for original: Allen Skyy)

Six sixes sixing

Because Kwanzaa, Hanukkah, and Christmas are too culturally exclusive, the local Satanist Temple has registered a new holiday: Satan’s Solstice.  Although the solstice part has some historical legitimacy, it’s just not politically correct to exclude a contemporary religious belief system from the naming convention.

You can take flight 666 to HEL with Finnair.  I swear you can’t make this stuff up.

Five drunk fratboys

In ten years, one of these fine young gentlemen will be your pilot. Then you’ll be the one who’s drinking… (Arthur Browne created this image. Art likes monkeys, probably because he claims to be a monkey. You can see more monkeys on his blog, Pouring My Art Out.)

Four weeks of church


If you pray enough in church, you might avoid having a braincell-deficient pilot.  (Thanks to James O’Neil at Memories of a Time for providing the image.  He also did the glasswork.)


Three Santas

(Photo credit: Josh Roulston)

And of course you’ll be assigned a seat with one of these guys on each side of you.  (Photo credit: Josh Roulston)

Two tacky gifts

(Photo credit for original: Richard Huber)

On the bright side, some Christmas packages won’t make it to their final destination in one piece. (Photo credit for original: Richard Huber)

And the kid who wants a large breed

(Photo credit: Steve Harris)

And the airline won’t overcharge you to ship him, right?  (Photo credit: Steve Harris)

Blogger’s note: This is (obviously) a 12 part series.  All photos will have new captions in each post, so you’ll miss a lot if you only read day 12.  For all completed posts in this series, click on the “twelve days of Christmas” link below.