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Pause, Ponder and Pun


Okay, no wisecracks from me this week. I'll leave that up to you.
When you're done here stop by Sanity On Edge where ettarose runs her weekly Craption Contest. And then be sure to hit up Kirsten's Caption This at The Soccer Mom Files.
I'll see you Saturday after I've reviewed the line-up of usual suspects. (I know, I know, I said I wouldn't but hey...)

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George was delighted to be accepted into the Barbie Police Academy. He gets his pink uniform next week.
Nooter said…
eric estrada fail
Anonymous said…
LMBO at Nooter's caption!

"It's the hard-cop life!"

"Look Mom, no butt!"
Unknown said…
A member of the Child Safety unit unwinds after a stressful day.
Carl Vine said…
The L.A. Police, in an effort to soften their bad-boy image, are testing a fleet of prototype vehicles.

Here, Officer Golstrom demonstrates a model with a convenient donut basket.
Me-Me King said…
Bruce demonstrates Bicycle Safety to inner-city gang members. Ride, Bruce, Ride!
Me-Me King said…
Not guts, No glory!
Unknown said…
The press is disgusted that Officer Bluto stole a bike and used a taser on the little girl, even though she screamed "Don't tase me Bro" at the top of her little lungs.
Moooooog35 said…
No one was sadder about the Police Department cutbacks more than Officer Jimmy.
Moooooog35 said…
Unknown to most people, Richard Simmons' younger brother is a cop.
Joel Klebanoff said…
The Aylmer, Québec police force has had to make a few cutbacks.
Donnie said…
Okay guys. I know me and this bike may not look right together, but I did wear my pink thongs to match.
Brian Miller said…
due to the budget crunch...police have downsized their pursuit vehicles...the reduction in crime is attributed to suspects laughing to death.
renalfailure said…
"Callahan, you're a loose cannon! One more screw-up and I'll have your badge and your My Little Pony."
Anonymous said…
Weddings, parties, Funerals. Available for all occasions.

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