There are a lot of things that make the Baby Jesus cry. Anal sex, for example, makes the Baby Jesus cry.
Chopped liver makes the Baby Jesus cry, I’m sure.
What else?
(I’m sorry, but I find the whole ‘_____ makes Baby Jesus cry.’ so very funny. Have at it, people. Make me laugh. :))
Anal sex only makes the baby Jesus cry because He isn’t using enough lubricant.
Told a kid I am fighting with that self-pity makes the baby Jesus cry, and that he (the kid) is thereby making Jesus colicky.
No, seriously: I make all babies cry. I just look at them and they burst into tears. I’m still trying to decide if this is a good thing or a bad thing …
Not eating all of your dinner makes the baby Jesus cry.
Not sharing your toys makes the baby Jesus cry.
Not saying “please” and “thank you” makes the little baby Jesus cry.
Giving up your dog to the animal shelter makes the little baby Jesus cry.
Little children who don’t sit still and pay attention in church make the little baby Jesus cry.
Laughing at the handicapped makes the little baby Jesus cry.
Driving 10 MPH under the speed limit in the passing lane on the Interstate makes the little baby Jesus cry.
Billboards make the little baby Jesus cry.
Wasting His precious natural resources by driving a Ford Excursion two blocks to Whole Foods to buy some free-range tofu makes the little baby Jesus cry.
Wal-Mart makes the little baby Jesus cry, especially when they close down a big Wal-Mart to open an even bigger Wal-Mart across the street.
El Paso, Texas makes the little baby Jesus cry.
Bill Gates makes the little baby Jesus cry.
“Whackings” on The Sopranos makes the little baby Jesus cry, but the long-haired hippie adult Jesus stays home on Sunday night to watch.