The Muffin Man, the Muffin Man

If you were asked to caption this picture, what the hell would you say? Well, Chica over at
Lady Sarcasm (visit her blog; she's hilarious!) posed that question earlier this week.

I thought and I thought of what the heck I could come up with. I think my first attempt was along the lines of "Bob swore he'd never drop acid at Disneyland again". And guess what? It went over like a lead balloon. But I prevailed and it was my second attempt that vaulted me past all the other bloggers and into FIRST place!

"Gary's wish had come true. He really and truly was a stud muffin now."

And looky, looky at what I won: the coveted Kickass Captioner award! This is one of thee most distinguished awards in all of the interwebs. I shall display it with pride! Thanks, Chica.

This is my second award this week. Maybe I should buy a lottery ticket!

Comments

DouglasDyer said…

You're on a roll. That is not a baked-goods joke.

19 June 2009 at 21:31

nonamedufus said…

Doug: Thanks, man. And thanks for the cool Dyer Twins Award. I'm pretty puffed up over that too.

20 June 2009 at 15:32

Kelly Ann said…

LOL! You truly are a dufus, but a funny one. Congrats. :)

21 June 2009 at 11:06

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