Wednesday, October 05, 2005

Caption, Please



Mine:

"Mr. Ballsworth, chief of employee safety, mentally prepares to produce enough baby batter to coat today's appetizer."

2 comments:

Blog ho said...

Aquaman fell down dead when the fishermen finally caught his real mom on the end of a hook.

1:03 PM
fatrobot said...

and we caught this tiny human in our nets
we will now pickle him for science

10:20 AM

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About Me, Not You

I was christened Wannahockaloogy by our tribal leader. He was a bitter old man with throat cancer who believed that, to truly hock a loogie, one must not retrieve the phlegm from the throat, but from the soul. His weakened, delirious state made it easy for me to overthrow him and seize control. Now, I am the chief and I have internet access. Beware, delirious smoking populace. Beware.