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Pause Ponder and Pun #73

Here he is.

Reporting for duty.

Ready to serve in the gallant cause as your subject for this week's Pause Ponder and Pun.

Attention!

We'll fight back our urge to laugh until we engage the winners, Saturday.

As you were.

Comments

laughingmom said…
Hey! Who stole my bugle?!?
Raymond said…
And then Louie sat on his bayonet
Anonymous said…
LOL @ Laughing Mom!

What Shamwow Vince found at Ancestry dot com when he clicked on the little leaf.
ba_hutch said…
I really didn't believe my Mom when she said it would stick that way...
00dozo said…
"Wanna see a picture of my mother?"

(I know - it's shameless plagiarism)
;-)
00dozo said…
Sgt. Stern suddenly discovers he was unsuccessful in squeaking out a "silent one" during troop inspection.
LOTGK said…
A very rare military photo of comedian Jerry Lewis.

HEY LADY!!!
meleah rebeccah said…
OMG! I am cracking up at LOTGK's comment/caption!
skeeter said…
Looks like military snuff taste like military grub!
Linda Medrano said…
Where did you get the photo of my second husband?
Something to do with Gaddafi leaps to mind. Well, not leaps exactly. More like crawls.

I got nothin'. Sorry, NoName.
ba_hutch said…
Allied secret weapon, the Atomic Sourball, was successfully launched.
Quirkyloon said…
LOL @ Laughing Mom!

What Shamwow Vince found at Ancestry dot com when he clicked on the little leaf.

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