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Holy Crap!

Over at Sanity On Edge Ettarose my good bloggin' buddy and fellow comedy cabal member at Humor Bloggers.Com runs a weekly caption contest where she invites her readers to "Craption This". Guess what? This week I won the highly coveted Golden Craption Award.
And here's the picture I had to caption - one of the weirdest and most challenging I've ever come across...

My caption?

Found under "be careful what you ask for":

Sue didn't exactly have this in mind when she'd asked for a new Jersey.

And here's the comment I left on Ettarose's blog...

Dear Ettarose:

Holy cow, I won? Manure the best Ettarose. This is udderly fantastic. I'm truly moo-ved! Thanks.

I hang the Golden Craption Award with pride on my right sidebar with the rest of my hardware. If you click on the pics you'll see how I came by my other wins.

Comments

Unknown said…
You deserved it my dear. I thought that would be a hard one to caption but you came through with flying colors. I will try to find an even funnier one next week.
Anonymous said…
Thank the good Lord above that that shit's not scratch'n'sniff!!!

Do I hear an amen?

Ms. 30 something
nonamedufus said…
ettarose: Aw, shucks.

Ms 30?: Amen.
Anonymous said…
haha...

You seem to have a knack for captions...
Donnie said…
ettarose: "you deserve it my dear." Damn, I thought I'd heard of some back handed compliments before, but that's a gem. Nice going though I think.
Count Sneaky said…
Congratulations! I'm sure your caption beat the crap out of all the rest.Isn't it ironic that the Jersey lawmakers scandal came along at the same time?
This is a very challenging photo indeed.
Maybe: New Jersey politics;deja moo!
nonamedufus said…
The Random Traveller: I try!

Don: You're just jealous.

Count: Good to see you! Ironic indeed. What's up with that - rabbis and mayors? Weird.
John J Savo said…
Congratulations... LOL
haha...

You seem to have a knack for captions...

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