Yes, it's the Jesus Pan, ready and able at a moment's notice to make you some sort of pancake or bread thingy or whatever, all imprinted with the face of a bearded, hippie-looking Christ who is most definitely not smiling back at you.
Because if there's one thing that really screams "Jesus is my saviour", it's slapping some processed white bread and a couple of Kraft Singles between His holy cheeks and chowing him down with a cold glass of Coke. Praise the Lord!
Because if there's one thing that really screams "Jesus is my saviour", it's slapping some processed white bread and a couple of Kraft Singles between His holy cheeks and chowing him down with a cold glass of Coke. Praise the Lord!