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Pause, Ponder and Pun



Welcome back my friends to the show that never ends.

We've got another odd pic for you and your captioning pleasure this week.

Good luck, cheers, skoal, salut, chin-chin and all that stuff.

See you back here Saturday to see who captioned whom under the table.


Drop by my buddy Mad Mad Margo after you're done here for more cockamamy captioning...

Comments

Moooooog35 said…
The smartest man on the planet.
Moooooog35 said…
Proof positive that women will do anything if you let them use your Visa card.
Moooooog35 said…
In the Ukraine, abusing the elderly is serious business.
ba_hutch said…
Bjorn, of Lapland, was the only one left at closing time, so the barmaid decided to take a chance with him--She obviously had some catching up to do.
ba_hutch said…
Joe refuses to carry Mom's beer as a matter of principle.
ba_hutch said…
20 year olds will do anything (or anyone) if they only buy for them!
Don said…
I'm sorry. Is there a problem with this picture? What am I missing here?
Quirkyloon said…
"Ma, if you don't take this six-pack right now, I'm dropping it."
Me-Me King said…
Just another cougar helping her cub.
Me-Me King said…
Edna and her boy toy prepare for tonight's celebration.
Mrsblogalot said…
"O.K. But ...Next time I get to wear the Mom jeans and you get to carry the crate"
idifficult said…
What do you think "Sans Alcool" means?
"What's more important, love? Me holding all the beer in both hands to look like a gentleman OR me holding your hand lovingly and being a gentleman?"

Who says chivalry is dead?!
Leeuna said…
Don't judge me! She's carrying the lite beer!!
Leeuna said…
Love means never having to carry the heavy crate.
ReformingGeek said…
"Mama's got her some strong arms and a hefty arse for balancing, just like that new First Lady we gots."
Donna said…
It just goes to show,that a man will work from sun up to sun down,and a womans work is never done.
otin said…
Demi Moore' and her 3rd husband in the year 2040
Whitey said…
Yep, the missus always could hold her beer better.
Nooter said…
no longer marketable as a sultry prostitute, venus is earning cash nowadays by renting out her services as a wheelbarrow
renalfailure said…
See? I told you if lesbians are allowed to marry they will take all our lager.
CatLadyLarew said…
Silvia was going to need a lot of liquid courage to get through the night.
"What's more important, love? Me holding all the beer in both hands to look like a gentleman OR me holding your hand lovingly and being a gentleman?"

Who says chivalry is dead?!

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