I'll see your Dashboard Ganesha, and raise you a Plastic Vishnu:
Plastic Vishnu, plastic VishnuPosted by rv at February 21, 2008 01:00 PM to follow-up
Riding on the dashboard of my car:
Ride with me and you'll be safer,
You needn't bother with any wafer
Bow to Plastic Vishnu, in my car…
If I run over little old ladies
And the police think I might have rabies
They'll never find my hashish, though they ask;
plastic Vishnu shelters me,
For His head comes off, you see—
He's hollow, and I use Him for my stash…