In this world of political correctness, improving social mores, teetotalling prohibitionists, and big brother ever watching, only one thing can save us.

GOONERY.

When was the last time you let loose?  Is your idea of a good time watching Access Hollywood and musing at the zany antics of Britney Spears?  Have you lost your sense of vitality?  Are you constantly worried about being a bad influence on the neighbor's pet turtle? 

If the answer to any of these questions is yes, and if you can find it, you might need Goonfest.

In days of old, our forefathers in Goonery, the Goofs, endeavored to set aside just one day per year to completely let go of all their inhibitions and responsibilities.  Unfotunately for the Goofs, the evil forces of civilization and proprietry overtook them.  They haven't been seen in years.  We wait hopefully for their return to Goondom.

In the meantime, several goons have stepped up to create an everlasting homage to our human need to let go (see the BOD).  Consider it a wildlife preserve of a different sort, if you will.  And if you have need for such a preserve, we will be there for you, gooning it up.  Come to Goonfest.  Your inner Goon calls.