My favorite thing ever to look for in thrift shops and such is strange and unusual Jesus merchandise. I found a few winners at a church bazaar last year. Sadly, I didn't get to bring any of them home with me.
Nothing screams class quite like a Paint-by-Numbers Last Supper. Sadly, the thing was huge, and I didn't think it was three dollars' worth of funny.
In case you need to perform a wee emergency crucifixion?
Ragdoll Jesus is vaguely disturbing to me.
My friend is still disappointed that I didn't bring home this bust of drag queen Jesus, but truth be told, it scared the holy shit out of me.