When my mom was in college at the University of Nebraska in Lincoln, she had a sorority sister who interned for the local newspaper. One day, the intern was rummaging through the morgue (which, in pre-Internet days, is where they kept old clips) when she found a file labeled “Funny Brides.” The file was pretty self-explanatory; it was filled with stories about tasteless weddings and photographs of homely, unseemly or otherwise humorous-to-look-at brides and their grooms. Of course, she wasn’t about to keep this find to herself, so she brought the file back to the Sorority House, where the sisters pissed themselves laughing. And, thus, a tradition was born.
Today, some 55 years later, my mom and a close circle of her old friends have a Funny Bride Book of their own. It’s filled with clippings from newspapers around the country. Sometimes, it’s just the photos that are funny. But more often it’s details of the ceremonies that prove the most hilarious. One couple, for instance, were married in front of a water fall. During their vows, a rock flew out of the water fall and hit the groom in the groin.
“It was reported,” my mom told me, “that the bride and groom were able to consummate the marriage…. Now, isn’t that more information than you really want to know?”
It wasn’t just Funny Brides that caught her fancy, though. The Des Moines Register used to print “Funny Names” as a regular column. Both my parents have committed a great number of those to memory. Let’s see, there’s Tackaberry McAdoo, Munsing Underwear Johnson, and my least favorite of all of them, Mary Moist.
The point is that my mother’s fascination with goofy newspaper stories is why I have in my possession a 1999 article about a school-sanctioned high school nativity scene in Elizabethton, Tennessee, made completely out of cat cadavers.
I know, I know. Christmas was so last month. And yet, I couldn’t help but share this one with you. If you’re not able to read it, click here — where I found an online-version of the story. And here, you’ll even find a Letter to the Editor about the thing. Apparently PETA eventually awarded its annual Kind Student Award to the boy who was SUSPENDED FROM SCHOOL for daring to take the scene down. And what, you ask, would lead him to vandalize such a holy display?
Well, because it smelled bad, the boy said. And because it was disgusting to look at.
Sacrilegious little shit. They should have expelled him.
Favorite line from the editorial: “That students in Elizabethton placed a formaldehyde-soaked dead cat in a cradle as baby Jesus and inserted sticks into the rectums of cats to make them stand up as Mary, Joseph, and the wise men is shocking…”
Especially when superimposed over this line from the Elizabethton Star:
“The decorating contest ‘gave students an opportunity to work as a team with their homeroom teacher with a holiday spirit activity,” Alexander (the principal) said in a press release. He said most reaction so the cat cadaver display were positive.”