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The Stump Moooooog Caption Contest

OK, we've re-christened Pause, Ponder and Pun after our winningest captioner ever...Moooooog. Man this is like that nerdy guy's run on Jeopardy.

Now we all know Moooooog will submit 2 or 3 captions and they'll all be top-drawer. But I want the rest of you guys to put your thinking caps on and outdo him. It is possible. It can be done. I know you guys can do it. Please don't make me call this thing the Stump Moooooog Caption Contest...forever!

And speaking of stumps...sheesh.

Drop back Saturday to see who dethroned Moooooog.
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http://howtobecomeacatladywithoutthecats.blogspot.com said…
Gertrude's smile made her a shoo-in for the 2009 Miss Thunderthighs crown.
25 November 2009 at 07:44
http://howtobecomeacatladywithoutthecats.blogspot.com said…
The great thing about thunderthighs like Sylvia's is that you never have to waste money on bikini waxing.
25 November 2009 at 07:53
ba_hutch said…
"Nope, I have never once farted...not even a sneak toot...I've just kept them in--and PROUD of it!!"
25 November 2009 at 07:55
ba_hutch said…
Shouldn't this picture have been on Moooooog's blog yesterday?
25 November 2009 at 07:55
Mr. Condescending said…
I suck at these I can't even come up with one.
25 November 2009 at 08:55
Moooooog35 said…
Thighmaster FAIL.
25 November 2009 at 09:00
Moooooog35 said…
When Jenny said that egg sandwiches go 'right to her thighs,' she really wasn't kidding.
25 November 2009 at 09:03
Moooooog35 said…
You can clearly see from this picture how Edna's first three husbands died of asphyxiation.
25 November 2009 at 09:04
Mr. Condescending said…
Ever since Lorna has been living at sir mix a lot's house, breakfast has never tasted so good.
25 November 2009 at 09:12
Anonymous said…
Okay, I was really gonna try to outdo Moooog35, but then I read his, "Thigh master fail." And couldn't stop LMBO!

And I think it's hilarious that you've renamed your captioning contest. Rightfully so!

word veri: biromord
25 November 2009 at 09:20
Me-Me King said…
I don't know, but I been told
A big-legged woman ain't got no soul.
25 November 2009 at 09:28
Me-Me King said…
There's a big dilemma
About my big leg Emma
25 November 2009 at 09:35
Gianetta said…
Notoriously shy blogger, MA Fat Woman, finally exposed. Details at 11...
25 November 2009 at 09:50
Chris said…
"It's tough to keep smilin' with this air hose shoved up my ass, but I'm a-tryin'."
25 November 2009 at 12:45
Chris said…
Need someone to watch the kids at your family picnic? Ronco's "Inflate-a-Nanny" is just the thing.
25 November 2009 at 12:46
Chris said…
Anyone seen Rufus?
25 November 2009 at 12:46
Chris said…
Once the cork was removed, Ethel's over-indulgence in the deviled eggs pretty much wiped out the rest of the picnickers.
25 November 2009 at 12:48
Moooooog35 said…
The subject behind the ZZ Top hit, "Legs" is finally revealed.
25 November 2009 at 14:49
Nooter said…
e-harmonys match for the stay-puft marshmallow man
25 November 2009 at 15:00
Nooter said…
kirstey alley tests new industrial strength outdoor seating at acme bleacher co.
25 November 2009 at 15:04
Nooter said…
cia agent 'bootylicious' prepares for an interrogation session at gitmo. her 'fess up or i will sit on your face' tactic had been voted 'most successful' in the compound for eight months running
25 November 2009 at 15:09
renalfailure said…
Bring me Solo and the Wookie. They will pay for this injustice of a picnic.
25 November 2009 at 16:42
TheWordWire said…
Edna used to be self-conscious of her glasses until last Christmas when she got new frames.
25 November 2009 at 17:23
TheWordWire said…
As usual at the Smith family reunion, everyone pretended they didn't see the pink elephant in the room.
25 November 2009 at 17:33
Mr. Condescending said…
Bertha's been pregnant NINE times, but everytime she tries to give birth, the baby gets pushed down into her legs.
25 November 2009 at 17:35
Mr. Condescending said…
Beverly is NOT top heavy!
25 November 2009 at 17:40
ReformingGeek said…
With the aid of a growth hormone, the aliens attempted to breed humans with turkeys. I won't ever be able to look at a turkey leg at the State Fair again.
25 November 2009 at 19:41
nipsy said…
As Enda stood up, the mystery of "Where's Waldo" was solved.

Funeral services TBA..
25 November 2009 at 20:10
Donnie said…
Shaving legs and wiping butt isn't on this lady's "thing to do" list.
25 November 2009 at 21:07
Donnie said…
Anyone think that a gynecologist over charges now?
25 November 2009 at 21:08
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