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Goldilocks Sits This One Out

Okay, I couldn't bear this any longer. (sorry)

Nobody went for a Goldilocks joke, but these guys got their hands in the honey jar...


MikeWJ said...
"I call the couch for 'da Bears game! Somebody get me an ice-cold Moosehead, would ya?"


ReformingGeek said...
"Man, I could go for a coke in this heat! Damn that Al Gore and his freakin' warming."


moooooog35 said...
Actually, Bill really didn't feel like doing ANYTHING for a Klondike Bar.


But leave it to a Cat Lady to come up with something about furry fornicatin' carnivores...

CatLadyLarew said...
Three ways always wore Howard out.


Cat Lady, you be hangin' with Dufus. Congratulations!

Comments

ettarose said…
The next time I miss out on your captions, please come by and leave me a really nasty comment. I am so sorry I missed TWO of them. I will be here for the next one. My captcha word suits me, dingings
Quirkyloon said…
Aw the catlady strikes again. Her claws go deep!

Ha! (Not really she is a hoot!)

Congrats to her.

Meow.
Sorry I musta missed it.

"Hey, that Goldilocks tastes like chicken."
nonamedufus said…
ettarose: Ya gotta be innit to winnit.

Quirks: Purr-fect.

Chris: Good one! But with humour, timing is everything, guy!
CatLadyLarew said…
Cool! I finally be hangin' with the Dufus!

Thanks!
Don said…
How did I miss this one? I must've been in hibernation too.
nonamedufus said…
CatLady: We be hangin'!

Don: Good one, Don. You've always been one to go with the floe.
Skye said…
Way to go Cat Lady! I saw your comment and just knew I couldn't top that :)
Oh sure, go for the dirty joke. And here I was trying for once not to play it blue.... :)

Good choice, and congrats to the catlady!
CatLadyLarew said…
Cool! I finally be hangin' with the Dufus!

Thanks!

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