My Mother-in-Law made the (admittedly brilliant and hilarious) mistake of giving me a dreidel ornament (who knows why such a thing exists).
This PERFECT gag gift is pictured here at center. Answering her challenge in kind (but with decidedly disproportionate force), I have pressed the leftovers from the girls' sugar cookie decorating extravaganza and my pre-K-level artistic prowess into service, surrounding it with the following oven-fresh goodness(counterclockwise from top left):
a star-shaped facsimile of the flag of the Third Reich;
the "gingerbread" Führer, arm outstretched in salute;
the corpse of a "gingerbread" Jew, allegedly rendered pink from carbon monoxide poisoning (The HBO film representation of the Wannsee Conference, "Conspiracy", includes the joke "The Jews go in 'Red' and come out pink. THAT is progress!"); and
my personal favorite: four candy cane cookies cobbled into ersatz sig runes.
Fröhliche Weihnachten, Goyim!
