'Twas the nocturnal segment of the diurnal period preceding the annual Yuletide celebration, and throughout our residential dwelling, kinetic activity was not in evidence among the possessors of this potential, including that species of domestic rodent known as Mus musculus. Hosiery was meticulously suspended from the forward edge of the wood burning caloric apparatus, pursuant to our anticipatory pleasure regarding an imminent visitation from an eccentric philanthropist among whose folkloric appellations is the honorific title of St. Nicholas. The prepubescent siblings, comfortably ensconced in their respective accommodations of repose, were experiencing subconscious visual hallucinations of variegated fruit confections moving rhythmically through their cerebrums. My conjugal partner and I, attired in our nocturnal chapeaus, were about to take slumberous advantage of the hibernal darkness when upon the avenaceous exterior portion of the grounds there ascended such a cacophony of dissonance that I felt compelled to arise with alacrity from my place of repose for the purpose of ascertaining the precise nature of the source thereof. Hastening to the casement, I forthwith opened the barriers sealing this fenestration, noting thereupon that the lunar brilliance without, Reflected as it was on the surface of a recent crystalline precipitation, might be said to rival that of the solar meridian itself - thus permitting my incredulous optical sensory organs to behold a miniature airborne runnered conveyance drawn by eight diminutive specimens of the genus Rangifer, piloted by a minuscule, aged chauffeur so ebullient and nimble that it became instantly apparent to me that he was indeed an anticipated Yuletide supernatural caller! With his ungulate motive power traveling at what may possibly have been more vertiginous velocity than patriotic alar predators, he vociferated loudly, expelled breath musically through contracted labia, and addressed each of the octet by his or her respective cognomen - "Now Dasher, now Dancer..." et al. - guiding them to the uppermost exterior level of our abode, through which structure I could readily distinguish the concatenations of each of the 32 cloven pedal extremities. As I retracted my cranium from its erstwhile location, and was performing a 180-degree pivot, our distinguished visitant achieved with utmost celerity and via a downward leap - entry by way of the smoke passage. He was clad entirely in animal pelts soiled by the ebony residue from oxidations of carboniferous fuels which had accumulated on the walls thereof. His resemblance to a street vendor I attributed largely to the plethora of assorted playthings which he bore dorsally in a commodious cloth receptacle. His orbs were scintillant with reflected luminosity, while his submaxillary dermal indentations gave every evidence of engaging amiability. The capillaries of his malar regions and nasal appurtenance were engorged with blood which suffused the subcutaneous layers, the former approximating the coloration of Albion's floral emblem, the latter that of the Prunus avium, or sweet cherry. His amusing sub- and supralabials resembled nothing so much as a common loop knot, and their ambient hirsute facial adornment appeared like small, tabular and columnar crystals of frozen water. Clenched firmly between his incisors was a smoking piece whose grey fumes, forming a tenuous ellipse about his occiput, were suggestive of a decorative seasonal circlet of holly. His visage was wider than it was high, and when he waxed audibly mirthful, his corpulent abdominal region undulated in the manner of impectinated fruit syrup in a hemispherical container. He was, in short, neither more nor less than an obese, jocund, multigenarian gnome, the optical perception of whom rendered me visibly frolicsome despite every effort to refrain from so being. By rapidly lowering and then elevating one eyelid and rotating his head slightly to one side, he indicated that trepidation on my part was groundless. Without utterance and with dispatch, he commenced filling the aforementioned appended hosiery with various of the aforementioned articles of merchandise extracted from his previously dorsally transported cloth receptacle. Upon completion of this task, he executed an abrupt about-face, placed a single manual digit in lateral juxtaposition to his olfactory organ, inclined his cranium forward in a gesture of leave-taking, and forthwith effected his egress by renegotiating (in reverse) the smoke passage. He then propelled himself in a short vector onto his conveyance, directed a musical expulsion of air through his contracted oral cavity to the antlered quadrupeds of burden, and proceeded to soar aloft in a movement hitherto observable chiefly among the seed-bearing portions of a common weed. But I overheard his parting exclamation, audible immediately prior to his vehiculation beyond the limits of visibility: "Ecstatic Yuletide to the planetary constituency, and to that self same assemblage, my sincerest wishes for a salubriously beneficial and gratifyingly pleasurable period between sunset and dawn."
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Saturday, December 23, 2017
'Twas The Nocturnal Segment Of The Diurnal Period Preceding The Annual Yuletide Celebration
Sunday, November 27, 2016
Friday, November 20, 2015
Town Adapts Preemptive Strategy In Christmas Warfare
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| New preemptive strategy in the War On Chrismas. |
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| Rube Gawby |
Last year, the good people of Gump, Pennsylvania were justifiably outraged when the ACLU threatened them with legal action after they had denied the Church of Satan's request to place a display on their Municipal Building next to their Christmas nativity display. Reluctantly the Satanic display was permitted. (See photo below) Knowing full well the Satanists would expect to erect another display this year, a Christian Action group, The Gump Adventist Society (G.A.S.) decided they would not simply sit idle on the sidelines this year while their religious holiday was attacked. I spoke to the leader of G.A.S., Mr. Wally Duffer who said of their new strategy "Well, we heard this Church of Satan group doesn't actually even think Satan is real, they were just doing this to mock our sacred traditions! That got me and my huntin' pal Yerks Yonner pretty damned upset. I mean it's bad enough to choose to worship Satan, but no one at all? That's just UN-American!"
He continued "So me and Yerks enlisted some guys and gals from the Pentecostal Bowling League to come up with a way to defeat these commie atheists".
"We figured the best way to fight fire was with fire. If they were going to mock our Nativity, we would erect a mockery of theirs. Yes, that's it! A mockery of a mockery! Brilliant. So we had a few beers at Joe's and went down to City Hall and built this 'ACLU Solstice Barn' to mock those mockers!" "That'll teach 'em" added Ferd Skiffle with a particularly satisfied expression on his face. He is the groups director of recreation.
With Christmas just around the corner, there was no time to lose in getting the "Solstice Barn" erected. Work was completed in a few short days .
The Temple of Satan had no comment.
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| The folks in Gump were less than pleased with the holiday greeting erected at their City Hall last year. The display depicted an angel descending into flames. |
Monday, December 10, 2012
THE MOST WONDERFUL GIFTS OF THE HOLIDAY!!!
Nothin' says lovin' like somethin' in the oven...especially if its a Holiday Fetus cookie!
Put some in the rubbish outside your local "pro life" fanatic's house. Drives 'em wild.
Very festive!
The gourmet on your list will fully depreciate this gift!
How to make twinkie pie, PBR Egg Nog, opossum pudding and numerous suggestions for cooking Pork Rinds and Hog's maws as well as "unidentified varmint's inards" on an engine manifold are also included.
Edited by the banjo playing kid from "deliverance".

One lump or two?
The tea drinker will be speechless upon receiving this thoughtless gift from you.
"And will you take that tea dirty, madam?"
Naked Legless Father Christmas apparently suffocated in a plastic bag.
Who would not be absolutely traumatized to receive this???
A classic!

The Margret Thatcher Nut Cracker.
Always timelessly tasteless.
What better way to honor the the most beloved prime minister in English history?
Among her great and glorious accomplishments were the final subjugation of Scotland and Ireland,
the re-establishment of the English Empire, and the complete destruction of the Argentine nation!
The only competition with this is the Ronald Reagan Can Opener.
Or perhaps the George W. Bush memorial butt plug.

A perennial favorite!
Comes with a $5 off coupon redeemable at your local hospital emergency room.
The self propelled rolling pin...
because you get way too much exercise.
Put some in the rubbish outside your local "pro life" fanatic's house. Drives 'em wild.
Very festive!
The gourmet on your list will fully depreciate this gift!
How to make twinkie pie, PBR Egg Nog, opossum pudding and numerous suggestions for cooking Pork Rinds and Hog's maws as well as "unidentified varmint's inards" on an engine manifold are also included.
Edited by the banjo playing kid from "deliverance".

One lump or two?
The tea drinker will be speechless upon receiving this thoughtless gift from you.
"And will you take that tea dirty, madam?"
Who would not be absolutely traumatized to receive this???
A classic!

The Margret Thatcher Nut Cracker.
Always timelessly tasteless.
What better way to honor the the most beloved prime minister in English history?
Among her great and glorious accomplishments were the final subjugation of Scotland and Ireland,
the re-establishment of the English Empire, and the complete destruction of the Argentine nation!
The only competition with this is the Ronald Reagan Can Opener.
Or perhaps the George W. Bush memorial butt plug.

A perennial favorite!
Comes with a $5 off coupon redeemable at your local hospital emergency room.
because you get way too much exercise.
The home made gift always is fashionable, never unappreciated by the recipient.
In this case for instance the gift was personalized
for the occasion by the use of little Suzie's own father's head.

Originally marketed in Japan as an educational toy,
The "shave the baby" doll is just disturbing as it gets.Why not ruin someone's life by wrapping it up as a gift?
Or why not just give them raw poultry!
Be sure to let it sit out at room temperaturefor a few hours first so that it isn't useful.
They'll just loathe you for it!

It's always hilarious to give running shoes
to anyone wheel chair bound!
Those vacuum cleaner haircutting devices.
Always god awful!
The Chimney Jesus Tree Ornament
Always tasteful!Remember folks...
The reason for the season!
It's the solstice!!!
So punk your friends,
And embarrass your family!
And be sure to go see the
National Buffoon
Holiday movie
in theaters this season...
THE BIPOLAR EXPRESS.
Friday, December 23, 2011
National Buffoon's Season's Greetings!
We the staff at National Buffoon,
would like to share
some of the magic and warmth
that always seems to find it's way into our hearts
this time of year.
From all of us
to all of you,
here is our special Holiday Treat!
Enjoy!!!
May all your eggs be nogged!
would like to share
some of the magic and warmth
that always seems to find it's way into our hearts
this time of year.
From all of us
to all of you,
here is our special Holiday Treat!
Enjoy!!!
May all your eggs be nogged!
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Monday, December 5, 2011
Reason's Greetings!
On this day a savior was born of a virgin, she wrapped in swaddling clothes & laid him in a manger. The ox & the ass bowed down before him. Three kings from the orient came from afar bearing precious gifts.
Then a spaceship landed and the Grays attempted to kidnap him; but Moses, Hercules, Santa & Underdog fought them off.
Then a spaceship landed and the Grays attempted to kidnap him; but Moses, Hercules, Santa & Underdog fought them off.
Frustrated, they used the time machine from the Philadelphia Experiment to materialize in 1977 (you know, the year of two sevens according to Nostradamus) which is when they founded the Bavarian Illuminati. Being able to travel through time they killed Einstein because he knew too much... as well as JFK because the Grays are really in the CIA and are Cuban. They hypnotized the U.S. government into spending billions of dollars shuttling Elvis from Roswell to the Bermuda Triangle and back in black helicopters stopping occasionally to make lovely designs in cornfields or to allow Elvis to get a snack (all those cattle mutilations). Yes the world, and indeed the universe is run by a shadow cartel of evil conspirators who despite being able to remain completely secret and unknown to millions, take over every government, control every aspect of mankind's destiny, and impose their fancy on everything; somehow just can not resist leaving clues on major public monuments and currency and are powerless against some guy with a sign about it screaming on a New York City corner. This of course makes the lesser known Batman villain look like Professor Moriarty.
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| Reason's Greetings from the staff at National Buffoon! |
Saturday, November 26, 2011
Atheist Holiday Traditions
Atheists celebrate the holidays in many festive ways.
Here are a few traditions valued by non theists.
Here are a few traditions valued by non theists.
The Holiday Hominid Creche
(Sometimes watched over by a winged Frank Zappa for some reason)
(Sometimes watched over by a winged Frank Zappa for some reason)
Atheists enjoy watching of A Charlie Brown Solstice as much as anyone!
Another fine atheist tradition is donning Nietzsche Holiday Sweaters!
Atheists enjoy dressing up like frosty the snowman and debating Parson Brown
Of course there's the atheist symbol wreath
And it just wouldn't be the holidays without gingerbread primates!
...Or Ginger Bread Darwin cookies!
Taking the kids to see Professor Klaus at the local university
And on the eve of the solstice, hanging a starfish on the Phylogenetic Tree!
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