The sub-moronic ramblings of a semi-functioning illiterate

Interview with Rudolph the Red-nosed Reindeer

Funny-Christmas-ReindeerHello everyone, and welcome to what I’ve come to pray is my last interview.  Hey! Pulitzer guy… ya fanug! I might be praying, but that’s all this girl’s doing on her knees for your award! … ahem.  Anyway, I’m here with the one and only Rudolph, the Red-Nosed Reindeer.  Rudolph how are you doing today?

R: I have a head cold. I know it’s hard to tell because my nose is always red. In fact, I am pretty sure that is how those stories got started in the tabloids. But I do not have a drinking problem and I gave up snorting the ‘snow’. Sure, I like to put a little rum in my egg nog. We all do that. It is cold where we live.

You want to talk about a drinking problem ask me about Blitzen. How do you think he got that name? I remember once when they were playing some reindeer game… this is back before they let me play with them… Blitzen broke both of Prancer’s front legs. Prancer, that’s the gay one… not that there is anything wrong with that… couldn’t prance for three months. You have any idea what it’s like to be a gay reindeer that can’t prance?

H.E.: Can you give us any insight into what working for Santa is like?

R: First of all, it really pisses me off that people think we work just one night a year. Santa has a magic bag that is sort of like a Tardis… bigger on the inside than on the outside. But he doesn’t have a magic toy factory. It is more like a sprawling 600 acre complex of tool shops, fabrication plants, painting facilities and so on. Not to mention the vast warehouses for stuff coming in and going out. We get shipments of finished products and raw materials from all over the world.

All that stuff has to get moved from place to place. The elves load it on big work sleds and guess who gets to drag it where it needs to go. I was pulling work sleds long before I got to pull the big guy’s sled. See, that is our magic. We can make stuff float, or hover or whatever. And the reindeer don’t have a union. It isn’t all fun and reindeer games, I can tell you. At least we got the elves to stop using whips.

H.E.: Oh, my.  That sounds barbaric.  I suppose you have no family?

R: A family? Are you kidding me? When would I have time? And believe it or not, my nose is a genetic mutation that comes in handy when it is foggy, but it isn’t exactly a magnet for the babes if you know what I’m saying. Would you date somebody with a glowing body part?

H.E.:  The world is dying to know: which of the Reindeer are male and which are female?

R: Donner and Blitzen are male. Prancer is a dude, but he is a little light in the hooves if you know what I mean… not that there is anything wrong with that… And Dasher, Comet and Cupid are all guys. Dasher is sort of full of himself, and Comet is a real asshole, but whatever.

Dancer and Vixen are the only ladies in the Christmas lineup. But I use the term ‘ladies’ in only the loosest sense… ha, that’s funny now that I think about it. Vixen earned her name the hard way… oh man, I kill myself… yeah, that girl puts out like a vending machine. She will present her haunches to any male mammal with a pulse.

H.E.: On more pertinent topics, do you have any knowledge of the charges currently building against Santa Claus?

R: Which charges are we talking about? I know for a fact that he has warrants out for his arrest in at least 15 countries. Most of that is stuff he does when he is on vacation. And he plays pretty fast and loose with the rules here at the pole. Because he makes all the rules.

All that other stuff, I could care less. I have my own problems. But if the cops ever put a sobriety checkpoint on the roof of a house on Christmas eve, there are going to be a lot of pissed off kids in the morning, that’s for damn sure.

H.E.: And how would you describe the role of a certain elf, Lipschitz?

R: Lipschitz is a dipshit. He calls himself a whistle blower. The closest he ever got to that is what I caught him doing to Prancer in the stables one night.

H.E.:  Have you witnessed any kind of abuse or domestic violence?

R: I have my job… and my life… to think about. Ratting out the big guy would be like testifying against a Mob boss… when you work for him. I mean, that guy is stone-cold fucking crazy. Do you know why he wears red all the time? It isn’t a fashion statement. It’s so the blood doesn’t show. Rumor has it that there is a dungeon under one of the toy factories. Elves, animals and people dissapear when the big guy gets angry. I know for a fact that he melted Frosty the Snowman with a welding torch.

And Mrs. Claus? Let’s just say that she walks into a lot of door edges and falls down a lot. That is the story and I am sticking to it. I’ve said too much already.

H.E.: Final question: Two generations of Americans are dying to know – is the claymation holiday movie based on your life?

R: Which movie? You have any idea how many movies have me in them? There are hundreds of them. And none of us sees a dime in royalties.

Most of those were put out by our P.R. department. They are good. They are like the Disney corporation. And you know what? Santa pays attention to his image. But it’s all reindeer shit. If they ever made a movie of my life it would be directed by Quentin Tarantino and it would be rated X.

I met the Abominable Snowman once. Fucker tried to eat me. And that island of misfit toys? That place is a freak show. Remember that Toy Story movie that had the kid in it that tortured toys and cut them up and stuck the parts back together to make sick mutants? That kid has nothing on Santa. Picture being in that kid’s room when the toys come alive… and you are frying on some really bad acid.

But Santa really can make toys come alive. And sometimes he likes to blow off a little steam. The island of misfit toys is where he goes to play Dr. Frankenstein. I think you get the idea.

33 responses

  1. oh… lord… just got booted off the nice list…

    December 23, 2013 at 7:23 pm

    • Let’s be honest, PMAO. Were you ever really there? Ask Dick Cheney and I bet he’ll give you a resounding, “NO.”

      December 24, 2013 at 7:46 am

  2. Reblogged this on Pouring My Art Out and commented:
    Um… I will explain this… after you have a chance to digest it…

    December 23, 2013 at 7:24 pm

    • Yes, ladies and gentlemen, PMAO has come over to the Dark Side…

      December 24, 2013 at 7:46 am

      • Just for a visit… I can’t stay…

        December 24, 2013 at 9:42 am

        • I find your lack of faith disturbing.

          December 24, 2013 at 9:45 am

          • I never commit fully to anything…

            December 24, 2013 at 9:54 am

            • Said the man with no tattoos.

              December 24, 2013 at 10:30 am

              • I have one… right on my forearm… and it was a big middle finger to the government and the U. S. Navy… when I was 17… so…

                December 24, 2013 at 1:28 pm

                • Always a good job right here. Keep rolling on thhgrou.

                  April 24, 2014 at 6:49 pm

          • Me too!!!

            December 25, 2013 at 4:55 pm

  3. What the…

    December 23, 2013 at 8:43 pm

    • Ex-ACT-ly.

      December 24, 2013 at 7:47 am

  4. Well, I guess this explains a lot. Guess my childhood had to end at some point…

    December 23, 2013 at 8:44 pm

    • Welcome to the cold, hard reality of Adulthood. We have eggnog.

      December 24, 2013 at 7:48 am

      • Eggnog will have to do. Make mine strong please.

        December 24, 2013 at 9:37 am

        • You’ll like my eggnog. It’s got a bit of a wang in it.

          That didn’t sound at all gay.

          December 24, 2013 at 9:46 am

          • That sounded soooo gay. But when one is desperate for strong eggnog… Wait, that also sounds gay.

            December 24, 2013 at 9:55 am

            • Trent, you are going to fit in just fine here.

              Damn it.

              December 24, 2013 at 10:29 am

              • I especially like the decor. Great to meet you.

                December 24, 2013 at 10:38 am

  5. Fucker tries to eat me! Brilliant!

    December 24, 2013 at 2:24 am

    • That PMAO just ain’t right.

      December 24, 2013 at 7:48 am

  6. I always knew Cheech and Chong’s explanation of Santa’s reindeer’s flight abilities was on the money.

    December 25, 2013 at 12:32 pm

    • Finally someone went there!

      December 25, 2013 at 1:15 pm

      • Yep. When does April happen?

        December 25, 2013 at 2:15 pm

        • I like to party, not look aretilcs up online. You made it happen.

          April 24, 2014 at 9:07 pm