Today, I am going to begin making my Christmas cards for all of you. However, I have been befallen with a curse.My printer has decided, just in time for the card making season, to get a case of the goo.
It no workie. But my friends, my curse is your blessing…
Because of the printer malfunction, you will be receiving cards from me that will be individually and entirely handmade utilizing my mad skillz with a Sharpie.
Isn’t that much more personal, and joyous? Of course it is.
I will be mailing them out over the days between December 5th and December 8th.
If you are one the few cool kids who has yet to request one, make sure to drop me a line at neshobadude @ yahoo.com, and I’ll get one out to you.
I’m excited about the cards and I’m feeling festive today, so let’s give another virtual Christmas gift away today.
Follow me now and sit with me…
Today’s recipient is none other than the Cynical Bastard himself, Jay.
I have done quite a few things already for Jay.
I made a Blog-Fo-Mercial© for him. I am his Fantasy Football buddy. I am sending him a Christmas Card along with a sexy picture of Schmoop.
I gave…I give…and I will soon be giving again. And what do I get from him in return? Heartache.
When I announced that Schmoop and I were not getting married after all, he wanted to know if there was still going to be a party.
When I was thinking about deleting my blog recently, in order to cheer me up he invoked the names of Michelle Malkin and Ann Coulter. Gee, thanks.
But, my spirit of giving and my love are impervious to personal slights and know no bounds.
It’s obvious that with Jay, it’s all about Jay. He’s full of himself…He worries only about himself. He has sex frequently with himself.
Boy Howdy!! What can I give to a guy like that? How about…Another self!!
That’s right. Jay, my present from to me to you is a clone of you…
Not only am I giving you the gift of you, I am bringing self-love and masturbation into the 21st Century.
Just think Jay, you need no longer suffer from both wanker AND hand calluses. Have your you take care of that thing.
And, if you’re feelin’ frisky…You and you could grab each other by the horns, go full on, and avoid the calluses altogether.
Merry Christmas to you and your self-actualization. Enjoy yourself, buddy!!
And now, for all of you, I offer this parody that I wrote and recorded in December of 2007.
Enjoy the video of “Grandpa Got His Herpes From a Reindeer”
Cheers!!















