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Pause Ponder and Pun


Another week, another pic.

Hope you've got your thinking caps on.

Check back Saturday for the BIG winner!

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I think Mad Mad Margo is taking some time off and may not be running her heavy-duty caption contest this week, but check in, just in case..
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Jeremy from Daily Cover Song said…
Yeah.... more like Chick-Fil-A magnet....
14 April 2010 at 07:21
ba_hutch said…
Please, please don't eat me!
14 April 2010 at 07:50
Dr Max Tunguska said…
It's not magnetism, it's gravity!
14 April 2010 at 08:31
Moooooog35 said…
This is pretty accurate if by 'Magnet' he means 'Cannibal.'
14 April 2010 at 09:45
Donnie said…
Actually, I saw this pic last week in a cap contest on another blog. Then as is the case now my mind draws a complete blank with this pic. I think I'm more focused on nausea or something when I see it.
14 April 2010 at 10:43
trash talk said…
Leroy had mastered the art of hynotizing chickens.
Debbie
14 April 2010 at 12:13
Alison said…
What is this thing that has his arm wrapped around me?
14 April 2010 at 12:34
00dozo said…
"Hey dude, don't laugh at my shirt. I've been told it makes me look 'oxymoronic'."
14 April 2010 at 13:24
Anonymous said…
Bobby just heard the sweetest thing a 300+ pound man can hear... She loves being on top.
14 April 2010 at 13:32
Anonymous said…
Brandon doesn't know whether to talk to her, or dip her in ranch!
14 April 2010 at 13:40
00dozo said…
The Girl, thinking to herself: "OMG! He just sat down! Please don't take that picture, don't you dare take that picture! Really?."
14 April 2010 at 14:34
Nanny Goats In Panties said…
I think I'm having the same de ja vu as Don. I've been seeing this on a different blog and for a second I thought that's where I was.

This picture is classic and in my opinion needs no caption. :)
14 April 2010 at 15:07
Leeuna said…
"Wonder if he'll still like that shirt when he discovers that I'm not really a chick?"
14 April 2010 at 15:58
trash talk said…
Shortly after this photo was taken, Leroy learned the answer to the time old question...why did the chicken cross the road. To get the heck away from chick magnets like Leroy.
Debbie
14 April 2010 at 16:04
Everyday Goddess said…
If you think I'm fat, you should see my brother!
14 April 2010 at 16:10
Chris said…
He's not kidding. I can't move my fucking arm.
14 April 2010 at 17:40
Malisa said…
Hey, baby...I'm finger lickin' good!
14 April 2010 at 22:23
Malisa said…
Just roll me in flour and try to find the wet spot!
14 April 2010 at 22:26
Malisa said…
I like my breasts battered.
14 April 2010 at 22:28
Malisa said…
Virginia couldn't keep a straight face when Fred asked her to touch his nuggets.
14 April 2010 at 22:32
Tgoette said…
Unfortunately for Bill, magnets have a positive and a negative side, and the side facing chicks was the side that repelled them.
15 April 2010 at 11:43
renalfailure said…
Suzy regrets getting that metal eye, among many other things.
15 April 2010 at 21:39
Tgoette said…
Bobby Ray was totally psyched about how well he was doing with the ladies. It was the Best. Family. Reunion. Ever!
16 April 2010 at 02:25
Skye said…
Honest, I was set up! This was a blind date and omg I wish I truly were blind!
16 April 2010 at 06:24
Skye said…
I know I've got that "deer caught in the headlights look", but god help me I just don't know how I was convinced to allow this pic! I'll never live this down!
16 April 2010 at 06:28
Skye said…
Ok, so I put some drugs in her drink and now she looks like a zombie. It worked didn't it!?! Besides, zoned out is the way I like 'em!
16 April 2010 at 06:30
Tgoette said…
Even as a teenager, and long before he ever met Princess Leia, Jabba the Hutt had a thing for short, skinny brunettes with weird hair.
16 April 2010 at 15:17
Jeremy from We Took The Bait said…
World renowned ventriloquist Paul "Lunchbox" Andrews will be appearing (along with his vacant stared doll) at the Grand Opera House this Wednesday at 7:45.
17 April 2010 at 01:21
trash talk said…
Shortly after this photo was taken, Leroy learned the answer to the time old question...why did the chicken cross the road. To get the heck away from chick magnets like Leroy.
Debbie
12 May 2011 at 14:57
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