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From My Cold Dead Hands




Well everyone took their best shot this week.  For example, Tgoette got us in his sights with:

Merry Christmas from the Glenn Beck compound.




CatLady's arresting effort was:

Christmas is all about family, togetherness and automatic weapons.




And FreakSmack slayed me with:

The Johnson kids know one thing, if Santa thinks he can come into their house and get all kissy-kissy under the mistletoe without bringing them a Bakugan Battle Arena, then this Christmas will be his last.


But it was Moooooog who must be a charter-carrying member of the NRA.  Our winner came up with:

Charlton Heston's grandkids have a very Merry Christmas.




And so, Moooooog, at this wonderful Christmas time, you be hangin' with Dufus.  Congratulations!!!

Thanks for playing everyone and for enjoying the pics this year.  Here's to a happy New Year.


Comments

Quirkyloon said…
Yep, Mooooog35 got her done! And he done her good! hee hee



word veri: fulti
Don said…
What a surprise...moooooog! Your official name for your caption contest picture should be the "Moooooog35 Not-So Memorial 1st Place Banner".
CatLadyLarew said…
Does Moooooog do anything beside sit around making up captions and vlogs these days? How does he do it?
nonamedufus said…
Quirks: He indeed got 'er done. The most winningest captioner of dufus pics all year.
nonamedufus said…
Don: Ha, ha, yeah, maybe I should permanently re-name this thing.
nonamedufus said…
CatLady: I dunno. Let's ask him.
Phillipia said…
I have a family picture like that somewhere - but it is two guys and a girl...and they are holding lazer tag guns...

And I could not think of anything except.."Thank you Grandma - again"
nonamedufus said…
Phillipia: The family that "sprays" together stays together!

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