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What the...?

You know I do a considerable amount of research just so I can bring you - my loyal readers - the wackiest and weirdest pictures on the web for you to caption.

This week is no exception. It's way up there on the wacky meter.

You know the drill. See you Saturday.

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Cruella Collett said…
After about half an hour, Ralph got a strange feeling he might have gotten the wrong idea when his friends told him to get his life back on track.
Steve didn't quite get the concept of climbing the corporate ladder.
Ziva said…
Race you to the railroad station, last one there is flat as a pancake!
Ziva said…
Tom's mom told him that you can never get lost if you just follow the railway tracks. From that day on Tom's life was always a race against the train.
Ziva said…
The original teaser for the movie Trainspotting.
00dozo said…
"I think I can, I think I can..."
Donnie said…
What's wrong with that picture? It was simply taken sideways. Duh!
Moooooog35 said…
Amtrack was the most affected by budget cutbacks.
Moooooog35 said…
Jimmy shows us his caboose.
Moooooog35 said…
This guy is a train wreck.
ba_hutch said…
This is obviously a photo of Adam West from his screen test for Batman.
Anonymous said…
Billy Bob's interpretation of "track" and field.
LOTGK said…
The United States is far behind in Hi-Speed trains.
LOTGK said…
Arlo Guthrie a s a young child.
K A B L O O E Y said…
Barney's family knows they should take him to a doctor, but they're saving so much gas money.
Tgoette said…
It was Wanda's first time having sex with a train. She hoped it would be gentle.
Tgoette said…
The day had finally come to put all doubt aside and find out once and for all. Were Charlie's farts more powerful than a locomotive?
Kelly said…
Once again, Lester is going off the rails on a crazy train.
00dozo said…
It's no wonder Jack didn't earn his tracking badge in Boy Scouts.
00dozo said…
"Now, where did I put that penny?"
Leeuna said…
"Judging from these here tracks, I'd say there's three men in the posse and they're traveling north."

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