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(Originally posted Tuesday, December 23, 2008 )

Muncie, Indiana (API) — Eighty-eight-year old Muncie resident Maybell Serlock’s Christmas cards to relatives this year were nothing but a string of grievances going back to 1976 and farther, reported Serlock’s grandchildren. Serlock began her cards this year with “Happy holidays from grandma,” but the tone of the cards then quickly descended into recrimination and guilting.

“I hope everyone had a great 2008,” wrote Serlock. “Mine was hard as you know. Joey, my son-in-law, still hasn’t paid me back for damages to my car when he was taking me to buy groceries. My granddaughter Clem hasn’t come to see me for two years. And supposedly I have a new great-grand-baby, but I cannot confirm this because I have not seen this child and feel it would be irresponsible to report on things I know nothing about.”

From there, the tone of the card degenerated into an angry invective against long-dead great-great-grandmother Hattie, who supposedly tried to cheat Serlock out of some land in 1943.

“Luckily I still have my property, even though, as we all know, Hattie tried to have me removed from my own land by a peace officer after a quarrel. Later, when she was angry at me, she hit my windshield with a rock that left a large crack that I couldn’t get fixed for two years. Because of that I couldn’t see through it the best I could, and got into a fender bender that still causes me back pain. May she rest in peace.”

Serlock said that her two dogs Shep and Angel are both doing fine, even though “they are Great Danes and have knocked me down a few times. Thankfully, the EMTs at LifeSource Outpatients were responsive, a lot more so than the surly brood of children that escaped from my uterus.”

Among the highlights of Serlock’s year were the salmonella poisoning at Uncle Stan’s picnic and the cold she got from cousin Risa’s children.

“You know, at my age, a cold can kill you, something I’m sure Risa well knows this holiday season. I hope the kids feel good and that they aren’t buzzing with killer influenza too much.”

The card trailed off with a “happy new yearrrususussusu…..”

“Grandma is always keeping us up to date on her year,” said her eldest grandchild, Pete Lorraine, 18. “Like last year at Christmas when she said she really looked forward to seeing the squirrel at her mailbox … on account of the fact it was the only thing to look forward to, seeing as I never wrote to her.”

Lorraine said he had just bought his grandmother a snazzy new black wrap he’d bought on a trip to New York.

“But come to think of it, I’m going to give that to my aunt and buy Grandma a box of powdered doughnuts.”

Serlock, of course, can’t eat doughnuts for multiple health reasons.

“That ought to fix her,” cackled Lorraine and his siblings.

Dinner at Serlock’s house is set to commence at 6 p.m. on Dec. 25, to be followed shortly thereafter by what is likely to be a bitter, acrimonious fight.

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(Originally posted Saturday, December 20, 2008 )

What Are Some of the Novel New Christmas Desserts?

–*Gauche Cherry Overload

–*Pumpkin Bloat Pie

–*Tiramisu Throw

–*Merry Cherry Tricyclic Antidepressant Pie

–*Vicodin Gingerbread House

–*Disappears Quickly From Your Mouth Like the Kiss of a French Whore Raspberry Liqueur Cakes

–*Molten Chocolate Holiday Emotional Meltdown

–*Inferiority Complex Truffles

–*Prestressed Peanut Brittle

–*Counter-transference Striped Cookie Cake With Extra Displacement Bears

–*Butterscotch Chinese Noodle Separation Anxiety Cookies

–*Le Brownie with Le Candy Cane Le Stuck In It

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(Originally posted Saturday, December 20, 2008 )

Washington, D.C. (API) Portraits of George W. Bush and his wife Laura were unveiled today in the National Portrait Gallery in Washington, D.C. Almost immediately after the pictures were unveiled, however, the image of Bush began to wither and turn into a nightmarish, decrepit gothic monstrosity that caused the assembled photographers and reporters to shudder in terror and pee blood.

President Bush hoped to make a speech after the unveiling, but quickly trailed off: ‘This is just a really cool thing and …

‘Hey, wait, something’s horribly wrong!’

He soon broke up into choked sobs at the deteriorating image.

‘What’s happening to my face? Is this for real? Mother of J. Christ, what’s happening to me here? My youth. My beauty. It’s all dying in seconds!’

The image, as captured by portraitist Robert Anderson, had begun as a simple rustic painting capturing the hale and pink-cheeked president’s Western values and rugged individualism. Almost immediately, however, the face began to sneer with the wanton cruelty of a bitter aged man, and within minutes his figure dissolved into that of a green and ashen gargoyle, much of whose visage was covered in large, suppurating, pus-squirting boils.

‘I’ve never seen anything like this,’ said Bob Woodward, the Washington Post veteran reporter who attended the unveiling. ‘I couldn’t possibly tell you what just happened here. It’s like the president one moment was just a good-old boy you’d like to have a beer with and the next he turned into a wrinkled, blood-shitting fetus right in front of our eyes on the canvas. Oh, the humanity!’

The painting caused much vomiting and gagging among attending journalists, some of whom reported bleeding ears and swelling lymph nodes.

Scientists and art historians were at a loss to describe the event, which some of them suggested was definitely supernatural in nature, though none of them wanted to be quoted directly for fear of sounding totally undone by the existential horror that the perverted figure of the 43rd president engendered in their cold, cold loins.

‘I’m an empiricist,’ said journalist Christopher Hitchens. ‘All I can tell you for sure is that President Bush looked like a commanding figure for a moment there, but soon turned into a sort of miscarried, agued misbegotten moon-calf with bleeding shingles.’

Bush had planned to use the portrait unveiling as a way to say goodbye to his staff and to Americans. He hoped to also once again trumpet his foreign policy achievements, including the liberation of Iraq.

Instead, the focus shifted into a lengthy discussion about the stains that power, debauchery and sin can paint on the immaculate young soul, each perverse act reflected in the unclosing wounds and sallow waxy skin of a body that looks like the living embalmed.

‘Over the centuries, painters have sought in painting Greek ideals of symmetry, perfection and beauty,’ according to art critic Robert Stapleton. ‘It is said that as time goes by, the real picture of a leader becomes more resolved and easier to see. However, looking at Bush’s picture right now just makes me want to scratch out my eyes and feed them to dogs. The horror. The horror.’

The figure as unveiled originally showed the president looking relaxed and full of good humor and wisdom during a period of tumult–war, financial collapse and environmental catastrophe. But because that picture was so quickly eclipsed by the scaly, molting prehensile-tongue-sporting personage that came next, few people were able to even remember the original representation.

“This is incredible. Terrifying,” said the painter Robert Anderson. “You try in these paintings not only to represent the subject, but capture his soul. But I’ve never seen one of my subjects twist into an abject, ghoulish disfigurement of a man. I feel like I should run from this painting immediately and never look at it again.”

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(Originally posted Thursday, December 18, 2008 )

Stephanie and I have just released “The Retributioners — Episode 11: Facebook Friend Purge.” Stephanie here complains that she’s never had so many Facebook friends, and yet she’s never felt so alone. Starring Stephanie Faith Scott. Written and directed by yours truly.

Watch it here, or better still, go over and check it out on our brand spanking new channel: TheRetributioners.TV. Soon, I will be simulcasting my blog posts both there and on MySpace.

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(Originally posted Thursday, December 18, 2008 )

Des Moines, Iowa (API) William Studtgaart, a fifty-two year old obese mechanic with a drinking problem and three estranged children, confirmed today that he is no longer enamored with TV and film actress Jennifer Aniston, especially since the actress was left by her husband Brad Pitt in 2005. Studtgaart says that since her high profile divorce, he has come to see many flaws about Aniston that he had not noticed before.

“It’s not just her body or the fact that she’s started to look kind of plain to me, Studtgaart said. “Just something about her being another man’s reject makes her kind of unappealing.”

Studtgaart, who smokes three packs of cigarettes a day, suffers from excessive flatulence and has an ulcerous, unclosing wound on his right leg after a motorcycle accident, said that Aniston’s sorry pass has become even worse after a recent spate of magazine interviews.

“She just seems more needy than ever,” said Studtgaart, who is often known to have mac and cheese lodged in his beard. “I mean, every time I go to the pharmacy for my Viagra, there she is on the cover of some magazine talking about how happy she is now and doesn’t need all this attention. Um, excuse me, but I think the lady doth protest a little too much.”

Studtgaart described himself as a “monster fan” of the hit TV show Friends in the 1990s, and didn’t hesitate to add that he often masturbated to her image, sometimes when his ex-wives were sleeping in the same bed.

“Sure, I admit it,” he said. “But I mean, she was Jennifer Aniston back then. Now … I don’t know what she is to me anymore. Those big eyes. That helmet hairstyle. It’s just all so tired.”

Brad Pitt divorced Aniston in 2005 to begin a long-term relationship with actress Angelina Jolie, with whom he now has a large brood of children. Studtgaart admits it’s uncanny that he and Pitt tired of Aniston at the same time.

“I saw where he was coming from shortly after that. You’ve got this Angelina Jolie woman, and she’s a little strange, but deeper and more mysterious. I used to send Jennifer Aniston pictures of myself naked with a corn cob stuck up my ass thinkin’ that might get her hot. Now I’m kind of embarrassed I did that.”

When told that Aniston appeared in several revealing and almost-naked photos in the latest GQ magazine, Studtgaart smacked his head, leaving a large print of 5W-40 Pennzoil grease there.

“Oh please!” he said. “Girl, this has to stop. You’re just sullying the memory now of what we had. I wish you could just move on. You were so cute back in the 1990s. Funny. I’ve just evolved, girl.”

He then rolled up the latest copy of Penthouse and repaired to his garage’s broken pay toilet.

“I think I may have fallen for someone new,” he said. “Me and Jen are history.”

“Also,” he added, “I gotta go pinch a loaf.”

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(Originally posted Tuesday, December 16, 2008 )

Why are we throwing shoes at people?

–*Saying “I love you” didn’t come across the right way.

–*Some people are running hedge funds and not investing the money I gave them but instead setting up a Ponzi scheme so maybe they deserve to have shoes thrown at them.

–*Administering electo-shock to my patients isn’t enough anymore.

–*I was so close to getting bingo on that one.

–*I often feel like throwing shoes is the only way to get the stupid stuff on television to change.

–*I feel like it’s going to influence the behavior of people around me in a way that works out well for me.

–*I am not the kind of person who expresses emotions well, and mainly I hold things in for days and days and weeks upon weeks and then suddenly I’ve just got to throw a shoe at people.

–*’It’s a tradition here in Iraq

–*It’s a tradition I started here on aisle 4 at K-Mart.

–*It seems to be the only way to hold George Bush accountable

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(Originally posted Monday, December 15, 2008 )

2 CBS
Two and a Half Plot Developments

4 NBC
“Heroes”: all the superpowered people discover that they are all at the mercy of a strange and horrible force called the Writer’s Guild of America who determines how often they will appear on television and who intermittently go on strike and curtail the heroes’ powers.

5 CW
“Gossip Girl”: Episode 48: Where a newcomer to town asks the question, “Hey girls, is there not any place for a large-breasted 16-year-old blonde in your clique?”

7 Univision
Telenovella: Dona Barbados gives her unborn son a hairlip by looking directly at a lunar eclipse.

8 Christian Broadcasting Network
700 Club special: How to kick an angel’s ass.

9 Animal Planet
Cats 101: How to tell if a calico needs special attention or if it’s just an asshole the same way some humans are.

10 ION
A crime scene covered with blood and semen would take this show about naval forensic investigators to the next level.

11 Travel
Taking X with a lot of crazy, broke Icelanders.

13 PBS
Taking X with a lot of crazy old people at Antiques Roadshow

15 MTV
A lot of blood and semen on the walls would take this Pauly Shore show to the next level.

18 ABC Family
Show: “You are such a mom,” and other things people say when they’re trying to start a fuckin’ fight.

19 Health
Hair pulling can get you a behavioral problem category all your own. Aren’t you special?

21 Vh-1
When Rock of Love skanks aren’t put to the proper uses for which they’ve been bred, they become neurotic and clingy and start to act out and fight and bite and scratch

22 Cinemax
A witty little film that conflates the sublime with the ridiculous, the sacred with the profane. Starring a lot of big-titted porn stars.

24 CNN
A 24-hour loop of an Iraqi journalist throwing his shoes at George Bush over and over and over and over and over.

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(Originally posted Sunday, December 14, 2008 )

–*The Epi Pens

–*The Cassoulets with Lardons

–*Gross Embolization with special guest Gangrene

–*Eat the Afterbirth

–*Alternative Minimum Tax

–*The 401K Plans

–*The Crack Mileys

–*Return to Three Mile Island

–*Swab Kit

–*Colonoscopic Sound Voyage

–*Rod Blagojevich’s Excellent Adventure

–*Mopery With Intent

–*The Contractual Obligation Band

–*No (formerly all the ex-members of Yes who are no longer allowed to use the name)

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(Originally posted Friday, December 12, 2008 )

Illinois governor Rod Blagojevich has recently become embroiled in scandal, after allegedly being caught on an FBI wiretap soliciting bribes for Barack Obama’s vacated Senate seat. Not only that, but his reported flagrant behavior, bullying and salaciousness have also shocked Americans.

Now is a good time to review some of the tips of etiquette and manners featured in the book: “Chicago Political Etiquette For Dummies”

Among other rules of etiquette and protocol featured in the book:

–*When currying favor with national figureheads in your own party, always make sure to call them “fucking motherfuckers.” This will show them that you are not the type who ingratiates himself or shows false modesty. A strong politician doesn’t have to be a toadying ass-licking cunt when he rolls Chicago style.

–*When meeting with national leaders, you should wear a crisp boutonniere, pinned over the stem, which makes a strong assertion that you are a political boss with whom one should not ever fuck.

–*Abbreviations should be avoided in business e-mails, especially when you’re asking U.S. Senatorial candidates, “Here’s my dick, who wants to blow?”

–*You should always remove your gloves before shaking hands with people. If they do not respond in kind, they are demeaning your office, and are dangerously close to getting eye-socket-fucked by you.

–*If you buy a birthday cake for somebody and do not finish it, the guest of honor should get all that’s left. Then again, if the guest hasn’t come through with that job for your wife, then maybe you’ll just have to keep the rest of that fucking cake all to yourself.

–*Make sure that whenever you do anything in the political realm such as confer offices, make political appointments or grant pardons, that you demand a quid pro quo from whomever you’re helping. No one will take you seriously if you don’t demand that a tangible value be put on the things you have to give–like Senate seats, construction concessions and Lake Michigan.

–*Be sure to say “fuck” all the time in its noun, verb and adjectival senses. It is rude to your underlings not to show off your considerable political power. They might think you’re being coy, which is never attractive.

–*Be sure to go “outside in” when choosing your eating utensils. It’s rude to do otherwise when you’re shaking down money in return for a new children’s hospital.

–*If your female guests do not know where to put their purses while dancing, suggest that they can shove them straight up their twats unless they’ve got a bit of money inside them to give toward your re-election campaign.

–*Be sure to send thank you cards to all of Chicago’s living and dead voters.

–*Be sure to show a sense of tact, etiquette, dignity, protocol and statesmanship whenever you are addressing the large, rat-fucking contingent of G-men who might be wiretapping you probably right now.

–*You should never have to ask a friend for money when you’ve got the time-honored trick of brazen political extortion in your arsenal. Fuckers.

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(Originally posted Wednesday, December 10, 2008 )

What weird, inchoate things are we suddenly saying to our spouses as we sit on the couch?

–*I’m all lumpy today.

–*Do you ever think you’d make an awful dog sitter?

–*The fourth season of most shows usually sucks, have you ever noticed that?

–*Do you ever wish you still had your foreskin?

–*Samantha at work let out the biggest fart today.

–*Why do some strangers hug you?

–*I pretty much agree with Wittgenstein that language is just a game.

–*I can’t eat gelatin. It’s not food and it’s not water. It’s like, in between.

–*Of all your pets, which one was your favorite? Don’t tell me you liked them all equally, that’s bullshit.

–*1998 was a very red year.

–*I hate when people say they hate the Beatles. They’re just trying to call attention to themselves and seem all rebellious.

–*Why am I, like, hating everybody today?

–*Did you say something? Oh, I guess I’m just all over the place.

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