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Sonkday has been boring for years. If it were not boring, none of us would be banana pudding be bored into the state of being trapped in our minds. It's the exact same thing inside, unluckily.

Institution[edit | edit source]

Sonkday was instituted by King Buddy Borus the Boring of the kingdom of Borogroves; their main industry was boring for boron ores. Many of the workers had cows that would not produce wooden nickels except on the occasional parting of the Moon on late, late Frinkdays, and that's somehow connected to the boron-ore-boring industry. This was all in the fourth or nineteenth century; I don't know.

Anyway,[edit | edit source]

the workers were all like, "Dude -- we want our cow nickels!" and the king was all like "Dudes -- I don't friggin' care!" and the priests of Bjork were all like "HUMHUMCHANTAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHUM" and the cows institued Sonkday and everybody shut up.

The End[edit | edit source]

Not The End[edit | edit source]




Sonkday today[edit | edit source]

A Sonkday enthusiast

Sonkday isn't really celebrated much today, since there is a distinct lack of wooden-nickel-producing cows (that we know of). The day is, however, still preserved as holy by descendants of Buddy, as seen in the picture.

The Imminent Death of Sonkday[edit | edit source]

Intelligence now indicates a strong correlation between pumpkin pie and the complete and utter destruction of Sonkday. The death toll of such an event would probably range from the tens to the twenties of thousands and would have an additional effect on the Spam industry. Many workers in Spam factories across the nation are in a general state of panic and pants-wetting, hoping that this weekday Angel of Death does not turned its forked noodle upon them. Not to worry, folks -- we'll be okay. Probably.

Well, how about that.[edit | edit source]

Sonkday lives and is still probably not celebrated by the deceived masses. We will have our revenge, you ignorant teethmongers. Teethmongers, I say!

In conclusion, I did what I said I would. There is no catchphrase here anymore. Ore. Bore. Oroboros. Go look somewhere else. Ooh, I should make a page on Oroboros.

Sensible Days
of Sanity:
  Monday | Bunday | Funday | Friday | Tuesday | Saturday | Santaday | Sunday  
  Thursday | Yesterday | Today | Tomorrow | Wednesday  
of Insanity:
  Eebleday | Bleebleday | Squeebleday | Eeblesonkday | Fatterday | Fnurdleday
  Sjinkday | Frinkday | Sonkday | Shonday | Cultday | Isoday | Æday