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I hope folks are keeping abreast of our little caption contest.

This should be interesting.  I'm really looking forward to the captions this week.  I'm sure they'll be titillating.

Leave as many captions as you like and on Saturday we'll see who'll be hangin'...with the dufus!

Comments

Moooooog35 said…
The day I decided I wanted to be a cat.
Moooooog35 said…
Diane displays the best way to smuggle cats out of Chinese restaurants.
00dozo said…
"Holy Hooters, Catwoman!"
00dozo said…
The local animal shelter unveils its new ad campaign for Adopt-A-Pet Week.
00dozo said…
Victoria reveals another one of her secrets.
Anonymous said…
Got milk?

And...

Nice look in here!
Kelly said…
A man's dream girl: a pussy between the boobs.
Chris said…
Nothing wrong with a pair of tits and a little pussy.
Chris said…
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Chris said…
I CAN HAZ MOR MILK?
Leeuna said…
"The new Disney movie: Two Boobs and a Kitty."
Donnie said…
This must be one of the new blogger designs I'm seeing here. Very nice! I mean the rainy window. Not the blond.
Not sure what I should say here except her pussy ain't where it's supposed to be.
I'll be back, but not because I care about the caption contest. I just love kittens.
Chris and Kelly are your winners. I'm not even playing.
Anonymous said…
WARNING... DON'T TRY THIS AT HOME!
The stunt pictured was performed by, or under the supervision of trained professionals. Attempted recreation could result in serious injury including: puncture wounds, scratching, biting, nausea, loss of hair, problems sleeping, constipation, cat calls, and in rare cases erections lasting more than 6 hours...
Malisa said…
Dow Corning Breast Implant Quality Control Division demonstrates the effectiveness of their newest technological testing, The Titty Terminator.
Malisa said…
Tough titty said the kitty!

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