NUMBSAIN'S IRATE

CHRISTMAS CAROLS


A Christmas Wrong
Sung to the tune of “A Christmas Song”
(y'know “chestnuts roasting...” that one.)

Un-em-ploy-ment at an all time high,
health care costs you up the nose,
You’ll be dead in a week if your fired,
and the bank is ready to fore-close, More fi-nan-cial

woes. No tur-key and no mis-tle-toe,
Had to hock the fa-mi-ly.
I won’t buy an-y-one any gifts,
and they damn sure won’t buy one for me.

Be-cause the coun-try’s in the hole,
a-bout a mil-lion bil-lion dol-lars Bushit stole,
Now every mo-thers child is gon-na cry.
I’d love to see those gree-dy bas-tards fry.

And so I’m home-less and with-out a dime,
not like back in nine-ty two,
Those re-pub-li-can pigs screwed us all up the ass,
Bush & Che-ney: Fuck You.

Yellow Snow, Yellow Snow, Yellow Snow!
Sung to the tune of "Let it snow, Let it snow, Let it snow!"

Oh the pres-sure is get-ting strong-er,
Can't hold it too much long-er.
If I can't find any place to go
Yel-low Snow, Yel-low Snow, Yel-low Snow!

Oh the ques-tion right now is whe-ther...
I can keep my knees to-ge-ther...
Till I find some place to go...
Yel-low Snow, Yel-low Snow, Yel-low Snow!

Well I guess I drank too much beer...
So just stop by the side of the road.
Or I might have to go right here;
my blad-der's about to ex-plode.

I can feel my-self start to weak-en
I think I might be leak-in'
I need to find a place to go...
Yel-low Snow, Yel-low Snow, Yel-low Snow!

Santa Claus Ain't Coming to Town
sung to the tune of "Santa Claus IS Coming to Town"

You need-n't watch out,
You might as well cry,
I'm not kis-sing all my mo-ney good-bye,
San-ta Claus Ain't Com-ing to Town.

The corp'-rate rip-offs...
Ain't get-tin' a dime.
Ain't spend-ing all my mo-ney this time,
San-ta Claus Ain't Com-ing to Town.

It's not about re-li-gion, a ho-ly day, in-deed,
They use our kids to guilt trip us and to sa-tis-fy their greed.

This ho-li-day crap...
Is all a big scam.
And frank-ly my dear, I don't give a damn.
San-ta Claus Ain't Com-ing to Town.

Written by numbsain...Ho, ho, ho, gitcha bitch asses all up in heah youz hos!

20 Worst Christmas Gifts

20. Cat Velcro ... Kitty will never stray again

19. Ronco mash-o-matic fingerprint eliminator

18. Toothpaste Bomb Set

17. Fart in a Box

16. What's O.J. Done Now? Board Game

15. Bionic Sphincter Kit

14. Dr. Scientist Kit: Rusty nails, hypodermic needle, 10cc tetanus

13. My Pretty Piercing Parlor—Hours of piercing fun for your tongue, ears, nose, and more!

12. Beanie Afterbirth

11. Potty Mouth Pam Doll - Pull her string and she shouts "Doo Doo Head!" and more!

10. Squirrel Farm

9. Pray Station—Cyberchurch game console plays all your favorites: NUN-chuck, The Sermonizer, X-treme Confession, CyberBible 2000, Rabid Dogmas, PriestMeat Escape, Sunday Mass Murderer and more! Virtual morality for home or pew!

8. Slip 'n Fall—Rooftop Outdoor Water Slide

7. Electronic Handheld Ways-to-Commit-Suicide Suggester

6. Severed Chihuahua head key chain

5. Johnny Tweaker: My First Meth Lab!

4. Streetwalker Barbie & Big Pimpin' Ken

3. Children Buried Under My House Board Game

2. My first anti-depressant - Ages 2 and up

1. Tickle me Father Elmo catholic priest doll

Fashion Faux Paws—Road Kill: All the Rage!

numbsain presents


Howdy Holler-Day Shoppers!
I'm Jiblitz!
And I'm Gravy!
We're Grablitz and Jibbly er, Jablitz and Gribbly... (Jam it Grablitz!)

Jiblitz: And today we're here to stand up and make ya Holler-days about a squa-jillion times easier with some blew-it-yer-self,
ex-mess gift eye-deers that'll git them li'l plate-lickers so excited they'll pee in their poop-jay's and just start ricky-shayin' off the walls like bumblebees in a nuke-ro-wave oven!

Gravy: Ooh-weevils, Taint no bow to doubt it, Jib, and it ain't gonna cost ya a hot squat on a porty-pot neither. Cuz we manufabricate everything outta common extra-ordin-every-day items.

Jiblitz: You shed a mouseful there, Gravy', Santa's little heifers ain't got skaddle on us.

Gravy: Today we're gwine to show-n'-tell ya how ta make a fashion mistake-ment outta unlucky jaywalkin' varmints who, through no asphalt o' their own, wound up squarshed under the wheel o' misfortune while trying to live life in the oncoming lane. Ahm talkin' about "Road-kill" "Tread Leather" "Pavement Patch Pets."

Jiblitz: I wish we could say: "No animals were harmed in the makin' of these products" but
in fact, they're 100% harmed animals! Hyuk Hyuk!

Gravy: Only the strong survive and the meek shall be imbedded in the earth! it's all part o' natural see-lection on Jiblitz and Gravy's Wild Kingdom!

Jiblitz: Brp brp brp brrrrrr-drp, Brp brp brp brp, br-drp...

Gravy: Besides, they don't feel pain the way we do...I mean, It hurts but it's a good kind o' hurt. Now did ya scrape us up some street-thins, Jib?

Jiblitz: Ah squirtin'ly did! Just feast yer thighs on this corn-u-copious distortment of asphalt huggers, pat as a flan-cake and stiffened in the noon-day-sun since Sunday noon. Here's a blob-cat, a spread eagle, Looky here! This skunk still gots every hair, but flatter!

Gravy: Flattery will git you every hair!

Jiblitz: Aw... Gawd-Blangit, Gravy! It's McNuggets! She was a damn good layer...

Gravy: She's a thin layer now.

Jiblitz: Now WHY did that chicken cross the road?

Gravy: This is no time fer joking, Jiblitz. Here's a little finch, hot off the grill...

Jiblitz: This is no time fer dinner, Gravy.

Gravy: I meant the grill o' my truck. Whattaya think was the last thing that went through his mind?

Jiblitz: His asshole...

Gravy: You kiss yer cousin with that mouth?

Jiblitz: Only if she's wearin' one o' these!

Gravy: And PRESS-TOE! the Beaver Cleavage Bra!

Jiblitz: And we done it in no time ‘flat.’ Hey Gravy! Lookit what else ah made!

Gravy: Whoa! PERVALERT! Put yer trousers back on Jiblitz!

Jiblitz: Does this cat make mah ass look fat?

Gravy: Spank cod we're outta time

WE'RE JIBLITZ & GRAVY! WE'RE INBREDNECKS BUT AT LEAST WE'RE NOT RELATED!

MERRY FELIZCHRISTMASHANNUKWANZAA an' a Happy Añonuevo-Tet-Passover-Lent-Ramadan...
Jiblitz: Did we leave anybody out?

Gravy: I hope not Jib, ya can't have whirled peas unless ya get 'em all whirled in.

Jiblitz and Gravy was brought to you by
Mystery Meat Jerky Surprise® and
The Law Offices of Gowen, Gowen, Gowen, & Gawn and by
Ostracizer Food Resuscitator ...Bringing food back to life!

NUMBSAIN'S IRATE CHRISTMAS CAROLS

Yellow Snow, Yellow Snow, Yellow Snow!
Sung to the tune of "Let it snow, Let it snow, Let it snow!"

Oh the pressure is getting stronger,
Can't hold it too much longer.
If I can't find any place to go
Yellow Snow, Yellow Snow, Yellow Snow!

Oh the question right now is whether...
I can keep my knees together...
Till I find some place to go...
Yellow Snow, Yellow Snow, Yellow Snow!

Well I guess I drank too much beer...
So just stop by the side of the road.
Or I might have to go right here;
my bladder's about to explode.

I can feel myself start to weaken
I think I might be leakin'
I need to find a place to go...
Yellow Snow, Yellow Snow, Yellow Snow!



Santa Claus Ain't Coming to Town
sung to the tune of "Santa Claus IS Coming to Town"

You needn't watch out,
You might as well cry,
I'm not kissing all my money goodbye,
Santa Claus Ain't Coming to Town.

The corp'rate ripoffs...
Ain't gettin' a dime.
Ain't spending all my money this time,
Santa Claus Ain't Coming to Town.

It's not about religion, a holy day, indeed,
They use our kids to guilt trip us and to satisfy their greed.

This holiday crap...
Is all a big scam.
And frankly my dear, I don't give a damn.
Santa Claus Ain't Coming to Town.



Driving Like You Have the Right of Way
Sung to the tune of "Walking in a Winter Wonderland"

On the phone going 80... in your shiny new Mercedes,
Pedestrians run... you just hit one,
Driving like you have the right of way.

Almost cause... a collision...cause you're watching television,
You rear end a cop... don't even stop...
Driving like you have the right of way.

Someones turning left on a green arrow,
You don't even have the right of way,
But your tunnel vision is so narrow,
You go first and think that it's okay.

In your car... at the market... looking for a place to park it,
Though spaces are few, you straddle two,
Driving like you have the right of way.

Bigots Are All Alike

by numbsain

Ah! Heah we go princess, Lou-weegee's Gawmay Cuizeen, eh? Eh? Ya like Eye-talian food don'tcha? Well don'tcha? Ya gotta eat, I mean look atcha, ya nuthin' but skin and bones fuh cryin' out loud. So you could eat, right? Right?

Y-e-e-s mother-r-r.

Uh-right. Eye-talian food is good. I hope it's not one o' them Mafia owned joints, Yaw fathuh would NEVUH go eat Eye-talian. "They're all mobsters," he'd say...

Oh Mom, please!...

Ooooh! Red cawpets! Classy joint eh?... Pahty of two please.

Spit out your gum, mother.

Uh-boy, lookit, ya see dat guy? Ya see Skah-face ovah theah? Mafia written awl over 'em. Oy vey.

Mother, he's a waiter.

Oh no, Scah-face is a hit man fuh the mob ahm tellin' ya. Look at his eyes... (bas-tuhd)

Oh, hello, ah'll have the... um, louey-gweeno crab-on-aro an' do you have Manischevitz? Oh, then just a house white, thank yew.

Oh... Moy... Gawd! Lookit, look at dis what just wawked in! It's Chahlie Chan an' the Dragon Lady. Lookit huh; She's prah-bly 95 yeahs old and she looks like she' s fawty. Dat's them Awri-entals, they nevah age. Oh, lookit what he's got! dat's not a suit case, oh no, Chahlie Chans got a machine gun in theah! Dat's the Chinese Mafia right theah, Ahm tellin' ya!

Mother you are really going too far this time! Now just stop it!

Oh... foyn! (sniff) so that's the way ya tawk to ya muthuh... (snuk) I know when I'm not wanted.

Mother please.

Naomi Lookit! ya see doze Pawtuh Reekins ovah theah? Lookit Pancho's got a box! and they keep lookin' at Shang-hai Chahlie ovah theah!

Mother!

And Scah-face ovah theah keeps lookin' at 'em too! ...Oh moy gawd! Didjoo see dat? Pancho just winked at Scah-face and theah both lookin' at da Chinaman! Honey, uh, I gotta go pow-duh my nose...

Hello is dis the police station? ...You gotta get some squad cars down to Luigi's right away! It's a shoot out!!! somethin' big is goin' down heah! Hurry!

I'm back! whud I miss? It's okay baby, yuh muthuh took care of it. ...Oy Gutten Himmel! Lookit Naomi! See dat tray? He's got a AK-fawty seven under theah. Its a HIT! Get unduh the table honey! Lookit Pancho an' his gang are gettin' up and wawkin ovah theah too! Theah gonna rub out Shang-Hai Chahlie right heah! Stay behind me baby!

Mom! what are you doing?!

AWRIGHT FREEZE YOU BASTUHDS!!! PUT DOWN THE TRAY!! YEAH YOU, SCAH-FACE OVAH THEAH! AND DROP DAT BOX, PANCHO!!! ONE FAWLSE MOVE AN' I'LL BLOW YA FRIKKEN HEADS AWF!

MOTHER!!! WHERE DID YOU GET THAT GUN?!?!

DROP THE GUN LADY!!!

Oh, Awffisuhs, heah's my gun. Thank Gawd you got heah just in time!

Let's go lady, put 'er in the squad car. You too miss.

Is everybody okay here? You okay Luigi? ...Oh good. By the way, thanks for catering the policeman's ball the other night. You okay Mayor Gutierrez? Oh great, The new youth center is really coming together, great work there sir. Councilman Chin, I apologize for this mess, I guess she spoiled the surprise but I hope that crazy old bat didn't completely ruin your evening sir. My partner took her down to the station so there won't be any more trouble. Well if everybody's alright, mind if I stick around and sing? ...Thanks, make a wish Councilman...

HAP-PY BIRTH-DAY TO YOU...

editor's note: nothing here is meant to be anti-semitic. Especially given the fact one of us is Jewish!

A FEW OF THE THINGS THAT I HATE

sung to the tune of "My Favorite Things"
_____________________________________________
Botox and face lifts and boob jobs on women,
Medical waste where you want to go swimmin',
Bush and his cronies deciding my fate,
These are a few of the things that I hate.

Twinkies and pop tarts and crunchy Doritos,
Transfats and dye in your bright orange cheetos,
Big fat pigs telling their wives to lose weight,
These are a few of the things that I hate.

Kids getting spanked when they need understanding,
Then when they fail they get more reprimanding,
Giving teens meds so they won't masturbate,
These are a few of the things that I hate.

When the sun shines, when life is great,
When I feel understood,
I simply remember the things that I hate,
And then I don't feel so good.

2nd chorus_____________________________________

Pop stars that show up for court in their jammies,
Rappers that thank Jesus Christ for their Grammys,
No separation between church and state,
These are a few of the things that I hate.

If you are rich then you don't need correction,
If you are poor you get lethal injection,
Marriage is legal as long as you're straight,
These are a few of the things that I hate.

Drivers on cellphones who don't pay attention,
Charges on phones bills that they failed to mention,
Groc'ry store club cards and mail in rebates,
These are a few things that everyone hates.

When my check comes, and it's not late,
When things go as they should,
I simply remember the things that I hate,
And then I don't feel so good.
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Lyrics by numbsain's sister, jaheermi
with a little help from numbsain.

The First Round of Dear Santa Letters

by Cheddar, numbsain

Well, here we are again. November. The North pole mail bags are filling with greedy requests for everything from toy bazookas to new puppies to cartons of cigarettes to Jennifer Anniston's panties. Having been asked by the postal service to assist them in writing some responses, we here at Goldmind's Unwind have been busy working overtime to make sure every child gets a personally crafted, loving response to their pointless letters. Some we are so proud of, in fact, that we thought we'd post them for you the reader to admire. Fawn over. Hell, marry the answers if you like. And away we go.....

Dear Santa,
I really want a hamster this year. I've been good and lissened to mommy and daddy like I should, so pleese bring me a hamster! Pleese!
Cody

Dear "Cody"-
Look. Santa knows everything, remember? I know this is really Richard Gere, and you're not getting a hamster, gerbil, titmouse, prarie dog, or chinchilla! After what you did to the last one...well, you really ought to be ashamed of yourself! Besides, I'm saving you from yourself. If you keep doing that kind of thing you'll need to start packing diapers.
Sincerely,
Santa

Dear Santa-
Mommy says that I should get a lump of coal this year! What am I supposed to do with that? I don't want a lump of coal!
Joey

Dear Joey-
A lump of coal is better than the lump of crack your mom buys herself every year. As far as what to do with it? Ask Richard Gere.
Sincerely,
Santa

Dear Santa-
What I want more than anything in the world is just to be an elf for a day. I would skip getting toys for years if I could just spend one whole day in the North Pole making toys and playing with the raindeers.
Your friend
Cassie

Dear Cassie-
You're a dear heart. Truly. And Santa doesn't know how to tell you this, but with the recent cost of gas prices, manufacturing materials, and union labor, Santa has to outsource his workshops to India. That means if you spent one whole day in the North Pole, it would be quiet, cold, and desolate. On the bright side, you're still getting something for nothing, so enjoy!
Sincerely,
Santa

Dear Santa-
I jes wanded you to noe that Timmy Baker is a jerk! He hits me efry day and makes fun of me! Don't bring him nuthing this year!
Todd

Dear Todd-
Wow. Timmy pretty much must have beat you retarded, the way you spelled out that letter! And as Santa always says, "that is not nice." Don't you worry. When Santa comes down Timmy's chimney this year, he's gonna bring a sock full of pennies and give Timmy the beating of a lifetime. Then you can make fun of him.
Sincerely,
Santa

Dear Santa-
I know you hear this alot, but I really want a baby sister for christmas. It gets really lonely here sometimes with only mommy and her girlfriend to talk to. They're both adults and I don't understand them at all.
Erica-
P.S.
What's lesspian mean?

Dear Erica-
Errr.....Umm....It means Santa can't bring you a baby sister. How about a talking teddy bear? Or a chatty Kathy doll? Something plastic you can talk to and pretend its your baby sister. By the way, Santa has a favor for you. Santa is having trouble "checking up" on your mommy. If I send you this camera, can you put it in mommy's bedroom in a place she won't see it? Thanks dear.
Sincerely,
Santa

Dear Santa,
I don't want any presents this year. I want no tree and no tinsle. I don't want my stocking stuffed with goodies either. I just want an end to hunger and suffering. Also love and harmony.
Dave

Dear Dave,
I'm sending you some cans of tuna fish and heroin. For the second part of your request, I can send you Alvin and the Chipmunks, but as far as loving them, Richard Gere can help you with that.
Santa
P.S. "Ready Dave?"

Dear Santa,
I'm too old for this kind of thing but I thought I'd ask anyway. I want a 40 gig Ipod Mini, a Blackberry Pearl and a 8 megapixel SLR Digital Camera.
Thanks, Luke

Dear Luke,
Enclosed please find a job application for McDonalds.
Luke, I'm not your father.
Santa

Dear Santa Claus
I'm an 80 year old woman and I have two requests:
1. I want to rock your world Santa!
2. I would like the freedom to go anywhere in the world anytime I want to!
Hilda

Dear Hilda,
Request number 1. No.
Request number 2. I'm sending you a package of Depends Undergarments® in a travel tote bag.
Santa

Dear Mr. Claus,
I am an investigator for the IRS and our records show that you've been operating your little toy cartel completely under our radar which is of course illegal. Bottom line is, you owe $427,592,002,628,829.76 in back taxes. Please remit payment to
Internal Revenue Service
Sacramento CA. Thank you.

Dear Sirs,
I suppose you believe in the Tooth Fairy, The Easter Bunny, and the Boogie Man! Grow up! There's no such thing as Santa Claus! I think your parents were trying to fudge the books when they told you Santa bought all that stuff.
Sincerely, Sanford Claussien

Dear Santa,
I'm a 22 year old, extremely attractive single female. I've got a killer body but the only problem is my tatas, they're just a little too small! : ( Do you think maybe you could bring me a set of implants. I would be very appreciative! ; )
Love, Brianna

Dear Brianna,
I can only bring gifts that are appropriate and I will need to make a determination as to the importance of your need for implants. Many young women feel they need implants when they actually have perfectly adequate breasts. Let me check my appointment book... It looks like I'm pretty tied up until the 24th of December but I think I can squeeze you in say, in 1 hour?
I'll take a look at the situation and see if you really need implants or not. By the way, I'll need to take a few photos as well just so you know. See you real soon Brianna, (Ho Ho Ho Boy!)

This is just a sampling of the good work we've done so far! As more letters come in, we may just revisit this topic! Thank you America!

-The Staff at Goldmind's unwind