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[Random] Ass-Coin Man!

My parents were out of town, so we didn't get to do Nikolaus until tonight. As background for those who don't know, Nikolaus is a German (among other cultures) tradition, and dad was born in and grew up in Germany, so we've celebrated Nikolaus all my life.

Among the various candies that my father had selected for my brother and I this year was this particular gem...

Yes, that is a smiling marzipan chimney-sweep with his pants pulled down and a coin in his ass. It is for good luck. :P


I don't care how traditional it is, I'm not eating that. :P
Among these candies I also have a marzipan pig, as well as a marzipan banana and my favorite, the marzipan potatoes. (Little marzipan potatoes covered in cinnamon to make them look like they have actual potato skins.)
Ewwwww, Marzipan-Kartoffeln. Always hated them. As German I got exposed to a lot of Marzipan over the years.

I had the cutest thing at work. One of my co-workers from England is Nickolaus Glenn. On the 6th he dressed up as Nikolaus and gave us little bags with fruit and candy. It was really cute. :-)
I like marzipan... in small doses. Dad got me exposed to it early. Of course, dad's also made sure I could sing the Nikolaus song fluently since the age of like three. (Albeit I'm pretty sure we sing a variant on it about 'I want lots of presents' or something, knowing him.) So, y'know, draw your own conclusions about the man.

... Lustig, Lustig, Trallerallera! Bald ist Nikolausabend da! Bald ist Nikolausabend da!
I adore marzipan. I really, really do.

But I would not eat ass-coin man. I could not eat ass-coin man. That's just far too disturbing for me.

It'd be even more disturbing if the coin in question was chocolate gelt...
A German candie shitting out Jewish candy. Oh the imagery...
What I don't understand is how having something jammed up his rear is considered /good/ luck... Maybe the idea is that it's happening to him and not you? I'm kinda curious about that now...
Maybe it's something like 'He's so lucky that he shits gold?' I dunno.

Actually, I'm pretty sure I've heard the reasoning before, but I can't remember and I'm too lazy to look it up.
That's basically it, yes, at least as my dad always explained it to me.
Hey, if I could shit coins, I'd feel pretty lucky.

Though, all that dough would probably have to go toward an ever-rising Preparation H bill.
"Put a quarter in your ass cuz you played yourself..."