Do you guys have a Christmas
party at Snackwurst?
Lil
Debbie
Oh yeah.
Every year, Simian gets drunk, takes a mouthful of Bacardi 151, spits and
ignites it right into Elvis' hair. And every year, I have to use
my beer to put it out. The first time it happened, I used "recycled"
beer. Elvis wouldn't speak to me for 3 weeks.
- Jason
-
What mall did you get that
ratface Santa at? The mall of Afganistan?
Hempy
No,
we got our freaky, red-faced Santa at the Chernobyl Emporium, right next
to the Rudolph the Nuclear Waste Reindeer. We don’t advise sitting on this
Santa’s lap too long as it may make you sterile. Of course, for some of
you that’s not a bad thing.
- Simian
-
Now
you shant be worried bout Mister Claus, young Hempy. Twas a damp, cold
night last February when I first met 'im, shivering in the cardboard box
I was living in. After he bound & gagged me, he put me in his sack
where I met Weeble & Admiral Crunch, and he wisked us away to the North
Pole where we made toys for all the good little boys & girls of the
world!
- An
Elf Named Toofies -
WHY RED? YOU
CULDA HAD ANY OTHER COLOUR BUT NOOOO YOU HAD TO CHOOSE RED DIDNT YOU?!?!
Penutbutterjelly
Since
that little near miss with the Boeing 747, Santa switched to red so he'd
be easier to see. Of course, now countries that harbor terrorism
lob rocket propelled grenades at him every year he flies over.
- Weeble
the Elf - |
A
holiday haiku
by Simian
T. Marmoset
Holiday
wishes
Hasslehoff
is like canned ham
See
us drink much beer |
Okay, this is my only question.
What in the world is that animated graphic
unter santa's purple head? It's so weird and while I've been staring at
it for almost three hours now, I still have no idea. So if you can tell
me, it would be much appreciated. THANKS IN ADVANCE!!!!
Mrs.
CHiPs
Faa-laa-laa-laa-laa
- ok, the garland's up. Phew - What is that SMELL? Is something burning??
Hmm. Let's see what's left in the box of decorations. Hey, where's the
mistletoe? Wha.. Mrs. Chips!!!
- Elvis
Shortliver -
Ho
ho ho?
Whinny
Hopalong
No way,
not this year. Do you know how hard it is for an alien to post bail?
- Jason
-
Not
on my side of the street sister! Big lump of coal for you!
- Mohammad
-
All I want for Christmas
is my to left fingertips.
FLAGG
Every
year you ask him for that, and every year Mister Claus threatens to take
a third one, but he never would. He's a good man deep down inside. That's
why he started the F.F.F.F. (Fingertip Fund For Flagg) - He really does
see you when you're sleeping, though Mister Claus doesn't let that bother
him too much.
- An
Elf Named Toofies -
That’s
what we all want for Christmas FLAGG – your fingertips. Now move your handi-capable
hinder over to the ‘fridge and get us more frozen blueberry Schnapps.
- Simian
-
Christmas is
for squares and priests.
Mr.
Bob
So you'll
be celebrating this year then?
- Elvis
Shortliver -
Oh criminy!
Looks like another one on the ‘naughty priest list’! No Christmas for you
Mr. Bob Stinky Pants!
- Gurgle
- |
A
holiday haiku
by Simian
T. Marmoset
Once
an elf was he
Elvis
fired by Santa
Damn
minimum wage! |
Why the hell do you use reindeers?
Ever heard of cars?
**lemon**
Do you
have any idea how stupid Santa would look pulling a sled with a 1975 Chevy
Impala?
- Weeble
the Elf -
Mister
Claus doesn't like to talk about it, but Mister Claus lost his license
to drive on a night... a silent night... a night when disaster struck.
Twas Christmas Eve & not a flake of snow to be found. Mister Claus
was very very upset, stressed, and depressed, for he couldn't land the
sleigh on wet grass. All day long he sipped from his flask & paced
his workshop. Finally, it was time to go, and Mister Claus was highly inebriated.
He commanded us elves to load all of the toys into his Range Rover &
off he went at great speed, swerving & weaving out of sight. It was
nearly an hour past when Misses Claus took off in the sleigh, bail money
in hand. To this day, we are not aloud to talk about it in the Workshop,
and Misses Claus now does all the driving.
- An
Elf Named Toofies -
Hey
don’t give that giant dictator Cringle any more crack pipe smoking ideas.
It’s not like we elves don’t already work in a sweatshop! And do you really
want all those darn reindeer collection unemployment and watching Jerry
Springer all day? It would be a tragedy I tell you! A tragedy!
- Eegit-

NEWSFLASH!
Impostor
santa from Middle Eastern country traveling world leaving 70's era Soviet
military weapons instead of toys.
Khrechluchargondifomb,
Khraplhagisnob
A
militant Santa-type figure dressed in camo-style clothing has been flying
around the world delivering old Soviet military weaponry to girls and boys
of all nationalities. Calling himself Nasta, he descends on neighborhoods
in a Sikorsky S-55 soviet helicopter and forces children at gunpoint to
accept the outdated rocket launchers, land mines, grenades, and 20 ton
bombs he carries. Said little Bjorg Bonner of Amsterdam "All I wanted
for Christmas was a horsey, and instead, I got an old tank. When
I cried that I didn't want it, the bad man got in it and ran over my house."
Billy Thompson of Omaha, NE was decidedly more enthused. "I GOT A
MIG-29 WITH HEAT SEEKING MISSILES AND EVERYTHING! But the stupid
engine won't run, and we don't have $400,000 for a new one, so me and my
friends just keep it in the back yard and play in it. WE BLEW UP
A DOG THOUGH!"
Officials
are not sure what to make of this new figure, what if anything he intends
to do to Santa, or whether distributing old military hardware is even considered
an international crime. One thing is certain however: this
Chrismas, unlike others, if kids get something they don't want, they can
just blow it up. Grandmas knitting pink fuzzy sweaters, beware! |

I want to find happiness,
good grades, and true love under my Christmas tree Christmas morning. If
that isn't possible, just leave old Earth Wind and Fire albums there instead.
Thanks again, oh purple head!
Lucy
Strangely,
we found some old Earth, Wind, & Fire albums in the back of the supply
closet at Wacky Advice. This year, I've asked for a strobe light
and a groovy disco ball from Santa so I can enjoy them the way it was intended.
I've also asked for a white leisure suit with bell bottoms and sequins
up the sides.
- Jason
-
What is the meaning of christmas?
Daddy
stumbles in late from his office party, drunk from endless shots of Peppermint
Schnapps & Egg-Nog, trips over the presents (which were layed out with
contempt by Mommy, who waited up for Daddy until midnight) and passes out
next to the Christmas tree just before he pees himself. Surprise!
- Elvis
Shortliver -
What does a guy have to do
round here for a second chance?
llarson
Donate
a lung to Santa. All those years of pipe smoking have taken
a horrible toll.
- Weeble
the Elf -
Nothing
says Happy Freaking Holidays like sending us freshly minted C notes. Barring
that, we could always use a few extra kidneys. They look snarly floating
in the eggnog.
- Simian
-
What would you do with one
million yaks? If the answer is eat them with, or without butter?
Yakman
Mister
Claus uses yak milk to make golden egg nog which he supplies to the dairy
industry every holiday season. If you twist me arm, I might just tell you
how Mister Claus makes it golden.
- An
Elf Named Toofies -
Where did the
little drummer boy get his drum? It's not like drums grow on trees in the
desert.
Charlie
He made
it from the flesh of all the innocent people he killed.
- Jason
-
Oh look!
It’s another slack-jawed mouth-breather. Welcome to holiday hell, Chuckles!
- Dreary
- |
A
holiday haiku
by Simian
T. Marmoset
Simian
drink lots
Oh wonderful
holidays!
Did
you see my drink? |
What the hell is Quanzaa?
Mr
Chips
I think
it's an Australian airline. They have a very good safety record too.
Except for that time they almost collided head-on with Santa.
- Weeble
the Elf -
Could you please kindly stop
putting lumps of coal in my stockings and under my tree? It would
be greatly appriciated.
Lady
Sasami
I'm
terribly sorry Miss Sasami, but it is a long ride from the North Pole,
and Mister Claus, well, he doesn't make pit stops, and he's very insistant
on us not using his client's latrine. That is why us elves don't eat much
fiber near the holidays, and for that I hope you're thankful, because it
could be terribly worse.
- An
Elf Named Toofies -
You
know, answering questions for these derelicts at Wacky Advice is part of
my probation. How was I to know that mistletoe was a controlled substance?
So I get busted for possession with the intent to distribute. That’s a
class C felony! It doesn’t help that I was driving an uninsured reindeer.
Dasher never mentioned that little fact. Stupid reindeer.
- Frank
-
Is Santa real, or should
I be concerned that late into the wee hours a man creeps quietly into my
house?
Boo
Radley
I
SWEAR I didn't take ANYTHING! I just wanted to see what was in your freezer.
The Magical Christmas Bologna is missing again. You should clean it out,
by the way.
- Elvis
Shortliver -
I don't
worry anymore since I've installed the Burglincinerator 9000. Anyone
setting the alarm off is reduced to ash in just a few seconds. It
makes cleanup a breeze!
- Jason
-
With
our state-of-the-art satellite technology El Santa can spy on you all year
round! So we know all about that ‘incident’ with the grease gun and potato.
El Santa breaking into you’re house is the least of your problems this
year.
- Admiral
Crunch -
Dear
Santa,
Like
I promised you last year, I have stayed south of the Canadian border. I
also have sold my snow shoes, so you needn't worry about me stepping on
you either. Sorry about the cobbled foot that I gave you. I have not corresponded
with, slandered, or vowed to hurt, maim, tackle, tickle, or punt ANY of
your employees. I have closed The International I Hate Mimes Club (though
frankly sir I do not see how anyone could confuse an elf with a mime) and
lastly, I have been a very good boy so far this year. Please do not tempt
me to renig on my contract with you. As stated last year (at the hearing)
you would finally provide me with gifts, requested by me, Elvis Shortliver,
given under the terms of our settlement. I trust that you will read the
terms & check them twice. Upon receipt of said items, our settlement
will be completed & you will be allowed to continue to dispense presents
to the rest of the people in North America (as stated by the Superior Court
of the United States of America) which should make everyone happy naturally,
and your name will again be said in a positive way.
Seriously,
Elvis
Shortliver
PS: I'm
really really not a bad boy, I'm just a little misunderstood. |
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Santa! Do you like nougat?
I LOVE it!! I also like white chocolate but not as much. It get's dirty
fast, and doesn't float so well. I can make you some nougat if you get
me a new bike. Would you like that, Nougat-Man?? Keep knockin them kids!
Happy Holidays & to all a good nacht!
Jared
Christmas
on a cracker! What are you smoking dude?
- Simian
-
Hello... did u know that
if u rearrange the letters of 'Santa' it spells 'Satan'??? Coz I discovered
that the other day and I thought that it was worth sharing!!!
Poodelypoo
Yeah,
and there's a real fine line between a little guilt from Mom for buying
her a lime green sweater, and, say, eternal hellfire & endless torture.
Satan takes on many, many forms.
- Elvis
Shortliver -
Did
you know if you take the first letter of the name of each month starting
at July and go through november, you get Jason? Pretty freaky huh?
It would seem coincidental, but in fact, it's just the result of Jason
X traveling back in time and screwing with the whole calendar naming thing.
- Weeble
the Elf -
Following the
suggestion at the bottom of the page, I have censored myself. Now I can
not speak except to say "Why?" I sound like a 5 year old. Why?
q0dr
What
does this question have to do with Santa? I think you and Mrs. Claus have
been spending too much time playing reindeer games, if you know what I
mean. Which if you do, please explain it to me, as I haven’t a clue as
to what I’m talking about right now.
- Simian
- |
A
holiday haiku
by Simian
T. Marmoset
Strings
of Christmas lights
Cover
Jason all around
Happiness
blinking |
Who actually celebrates Qwanzaa?
Why is it that I'm always forced to do things so that the minority group
of people is satisfied? I just wanna celebrate good old fashioned
CHRISTMAS.
Mr
Chips
FYI,
Mr. Chips, Kwanzaa's daddy was Dr. Maulana Ron Karenga, who thought it
up in a drug induced haze on December 26, 1966. If you follow Nguzo Saba,
you will finally be connected to African cultural identity, provide a focal
point for the gathering of African peoples, and reflect upon the Nguzo
Saba that have sustained Africans. So get out your Nguzo Saba decorative
plate, pop open a bottle of Zima, tap on a bongo, and stop your whining
about Christmas! It's the new milenimum now!
- Elvis
Shortliver -
I don't
recall Congress creating any new legislation that permits police to force
citizens at gunpoint to celebrate Kwanzaa? You'd be wise to embrace
it, if enough people celebrate, it might become another national holiday
and you know what that means: One less day to work!
- Jason
-
*Throws holliday cheer in
your FREEKIN FACE*
Big
Bird
Ahh
the "holiday cheer in the face" routine! Us elves really get fiesty when
Mister Claus chases us around the meadow, hands full of holiday cheer!
Once upon a time, Mister Claus caught me by the straps of me trousers &
shoved a huge pile of holiday cheer right up me nostrils. Oh weee! Laughed,
we did.
- An
Elf Named Toofies -
Will you spank
me? I have been so naughty.
asdf
Spank
you? Why Sure! Santa gave us plans for the Spank-O-Matic 1000
for naughty boys and girls! It's got 24 spiked paddles that oscillate
at over 300 RPM. I could turn your ass to jelly in about 2 minutes!
- Weeble
the Elf - |
A
holiday haiku
by Simian
T. Marmoset
Santa
down chimney
Word
up fat jolly Santa
Illegal
entry |
Santa this year I decided
that the best gift I could possibly have would be the joy of giving you
a present so I have the perfect mathematical formula that proves all kids
are evil. See this way you do not need to even the the warm confines of
the North Pole.This will allow you to have a break from the monotony of
your one day a year job. We know that children take a lot of time and money
So, children = time * money. We also know that time is money so, time =
money. This means that, children = time * money or money^2. Now assume
that money is the root of all evil or, money = (evil)^1/2, so to get rid
of the root of evil we must square both sides so we get money^2 = evil.
So now we have children = money^2 and money^2 = evil so therefore children
= evil. See how easy that is. Now Santa you can just relax this Christmas
hell every Christmas from here on out. I hope you enjoy my gift to you.
FLAGG
Uh,
thanks? I hope you kept the receipt.
- Simian
-
   
Happy
Holidays
from
Elvis, Simian, Jason, Mr. Lardlumps,
and the entire SnackWurst Corporation Staff!
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