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Pause Ponder and Poseurs

I think we scared off some of our captioners with our picture this week. But there were some funny comments nonetheless.

Boom Boom Larew dove into the competition with:

Sinking in debt, George and Sylvia sell all but their bathing caps to pay the rent.




Bluezy went under with:

Olympic hopefuls from the little known Northern island of Hoono wear their caps everywhere to get psyched up for the competition. At a hotel room party, friends are taking bets on of Marty will puke or Ellen will pass out.




And Nicky made waves with:

Gertrude and Arnold failed to convince the IOC that unsynchronized swimming should be added to the list of Olympic sports.




But it was Malisa who really floated to the top with:

Tom had convinced Babs that going down was an Olympic event.


Woo-hoo Malisa that was a good one. Way to go, girl. This week you be hangin' with the dufus. Congratulations.


Comments

Quirkyloon said…
Congrats Malisa!

I was on brain empty (situation normal) when I FAILED to come up with a caption, but I'm glad others did!

*grin*
nonamedufus said…
Quirks: Oh, I thought your caption was "eeeek"!
Malisa said…
Guess you can tell where my mind is most of the time! Good to be hangin' with you this week!

Malisa
nonamedufus said…
Malisa: Welcome to the club. I should call this Pause Ponder and Prurient! Congrats.
Bluezy said…
Hurray! I came by later and saw Malisa's and knew she was a winner!
Hooray!
trash talk said…
That Mal...her mind is always "down under"! She's a pip and always ready for a quick...quip!
Debbie
nonamedufus said…
Bluezy: Hey, yours wasn't half bad. There's always next week.
nonamedufus said…
trash talk: Well, I loved her caption. It appealed to my sensibilities. Which says a lot about my sensibilities.

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