I don’t know what your extended family does when it gets together over winter break, but the younguns in my extended family come up with productions like Krampus Meets the Space Alien:
All in good fun, which the kids had in abundance.
I don’t know what your extended family does when it gets together over winter break, but the younguns in my extended family come up with productions like Krampus Meets the Space Alien:
All in good fun, which the kids had in abundance.
Greetings! God, Grand Ruler of the Universe and judge of All, the master of your fate and the fate of your little dog too, yes God greets you through me. It is God who called your soul to this website today. It is God who called on your spirit to read these very words. God has ordained that you should hear this message:
The following is the Word of God:
Here is my call to you today, O lowly Earthling scum. If you wish to obtain eternal reward in Heaven, I want you to start referring to Saturday as “Plumbun.” Not Saturday — Plumbun! Those who continue to refer to Saturday as “Saturday” will receive eternal punishment in my furnace of… burny things. Those who righteously refer to the day as “Plumbun” get to live with me in my groovy spaceship when they die.
Are you going to follow my orders? Well, it’s possible that I’m lying to you, and that I’m not really God. If I’m not God, and you don’t start using the word “Plumbun,” then no harm will come to you. If I’m not God, and you DO use the word “Plumbun,” then no benefit will come to you from using the word “Plumbun,” but no harm either. Now, If I AM God and you use the word “Plumbun,” you get eternal reward on my groovy spaceship (including use of my eternally groovy hot tub). Finally, if I AM God and you do not use the word “Plumbun,” you will receive eternal punishment. Burn, burn, burn, burn, burn! It’s your choice, lowly Earthling scum… but if I were you, I’d start referring to the days of the week as Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, and Plumbun.
That is All! You have your orders from God. Now get to it! And, oh, have a very relaxing Plumbun this weekend.
It’s a sad diagnosis of the superficiality of the American mind that the biggest political story of the day is that John Edwards now admits that he had a sexual affair with Rielle Hunter. John Edwards is no longer a presidential candidate, and he holds no public office, so why does it matter?
I said it last year, and I’ll say it again now: Who John Edwards has sex with doesn’t matter to me, or to you. It’s a matter between John Edwards, Rielle Hunter, and the Edwards family.
Yet, people around the world are tuning in to read all the details. Look elsewhere, voyeurs. I’m on the case of another story that’s much more important: John Edwards denies sponsoring secret United Nations program to hybridize space aliens with descendants of the Knights Templar!

British publication The Sun says that no one can use the following photograph without their permission, because it presents a uniquely valuable, shocking expose of the life of extraterrestrial fairies visiting the earth.
The headline: Leprechaun-alien snapped.

The Sun explains that the person who took this photograph “swears the image has not been doctored.” Gee, really?
Well, I for one am not going to question what someone else believes. I mean, that would be rude, wouldn’t it? In fact, I want to validate the feelings of the alien leprechaun photographer by sharing a similar experience I had looking at a photograph of John McCain, giving a speech in front of an American flag (because otherwise people might think he’s a Canadian).
Here’s the original photograph:
Now, here’s a closeup of that area of the flag next to John McCain’s elbow:

It’s amazing – and I didn’t doctor this photograph! Well, except for the yellow arrow and the green circle.
That crucifix was clearly placed right next to John McCain to let us all know that McCain is really Jesus returned to Earth to spread the divine gospel of tax cuts! God really works in tricky ways, doesn’t he!
And who would have suspected that John McCain is Jesus, now that he’s shaved his beard? It’s almost as if McCain were waiting until the right moment to reveal himself as the Messiah… and that moment is at hand! Hallelujah! Baptize yourself in the Potomac!
Splorgo the space alien has made a transmission down to Earth with a message for today’s liberals living in America: