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This week's captions were a riot.  Seems no one had forgotten Dubya and weren't particularly disturbed by the fact he'd be eating a cat.

00dozo was really cooking with...

It's crow, goddammit!  You're supposed to be eating crow!


Jeremy from We Took The Bait served up...

Look, Laura! I'm playing a furry harmoniccordion!


Cruella Collett, a newcomer to our contest from Oslo, Norway, grilled us with...

I miss the White House chef.  Sweet corn tasted less fury back in D.C.


But it was Everday Goddess who really stirred the pot...

No, George, don't you remember?  You said:
If Obama wins instead of McCain then I'll eat my HAT.
Not CAT.
You really aren't getting this are you?

Woo-Hoo Everyday Goddess.  You be hangin' with the dufus this week.  Congratulations!!!

Thanks to everyone who played along and we'll see you again next Wednesday.  And, hey, for an interesting variety of blog content click through on the links above.



Comments

00dozo said…
Congrats to Everyday Goddess! That was funny!

Thanks for the honourable mention, dufus!
Donnie said…
Poor George. The gps in my car has Geo. Bush giving directions. It's hilarious. Poor George.
nonamedufus said…
00dozo: Funny, funny stuff this week. But then look what folks had to work with.
nonamedufus said…
Don: So, like, you're forever lost?
Anonymous said…
Hee hee. That was a good one and definitely worthy of a hangin' with the Dufurnator!

Eat my cat. *snort*
nonamedufus said…
Quirks: I don't know but there's something about that picture that gnaws at me.
Tgoette said…
Well done, Everyday Goddess! Funny how George brings out the wit in so many people. Dubya jokes will never go out of style. LOL!
nonamedufus said…
Tgoette: You like Bush jokes?

George Bush and Dick Cheney are talking, when Bush suddenly complains "I hate all the dumb George Bush jokes people tell about me."

Cheney, feeling sorry for his "boss," says "Oh, they're only jokes. There are a lot of truly stupid people out there. Here, I'll prove it to you."

Cheney takes Bush outside and hails a cab.

"Please take me to 29 Nickel Street to see if I'm home," says Cheney. The cab driver, without saying a word, drives them to 29 Nickel Street.

Cheney looks at Bush and says, "See! This guy is really stupid."

George Bush agrees. "He really is a dummy. There was a pay phone just around the corner. You could have called instead."
Quirkyloon said…
Hee hee. That was a good one and definitely worthy of a hangin' with the Dufurnator!

Eat my cat. *snort*

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