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Barber Boo-Boo


Long back and sides, a little off the top?

That was mine. But there were others who made the cut this week in our Halloween edition of Pause, Ponder and Pun. For example Moooooog split my gut with his caption of:

Shit like this is why I don't go to Supercuts any more.

ba_hutch (no link, sorry) cut me up with:

I really love my creation -- it fits you so well. I can see your inner beauty.

And "Lothario" Don buzzed in with:

She's picking my brain. She must like me.

But Leeuna scored a close shave with her winning caption of:

Will I still be able to do the comb over thing?


Leeuna, you be hangin' with Dufus! Congratulations.

Comments

Anonymous said…
Boo!

Congrats to Leeuna for her great caption.

But Noname who has the answer? Will the dude still be able to do a comb over?

Come one enquirkying minds want to know!

word veri: scalv
nonamedufus said…
Quirks: Ha, gives new meaning to the term "skull cap"!
Leeuna said…
Hey that's great. Now Imma be hangin' with the dufus. I'm in with the popular crowd now. (I really enjoy these caption contests. They're so much fun and the comments are all hilarious.)
nonamedufus said…
Leeuna: Do you know the secret handshake?
Me-Me King said…
Congrats Leeuna, funny caption!
nonamedufus said…
Me-Me: Imma let you finnish, Me-Me, but Leeuna had a better caption! (nyuk, nyuk)
Donnie said…
Good for her and congratulations! Something about that picture is sick. Can't decide if it's the girl or the brain. Certainly, it can't be both. They don't go together.
Well deserved, Leeuna! I couldn't think of anything and didn't even try.

Hey, it just dawned on me that Hangin' with Dufus takes on a whole new meaning at Halloween. Or maybe it doesn't. Hmmmm.
nonamedufus said…
Don: It can't be the girl.
nonamedufus said…
MikeWJ: Are you saying you don't wanna be hangin' with Dufus?

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