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Pause Ponder and Pun #94


I guess this woman has nothing better to do than to just hang around the house.

I hope you'll hang around long enough to leave a caption.

I hope you rise to the challenge.

See ya Saturday.

Comments

moooooog35 said…
'scuse me, while I kiss the sky.
moooooog35 said…
Gripped in fear and almost paralyzed by what he was seeing, Jimmy gathered enough courage to seize the moment and look up Suzy's skirt.
LOTGK said…
Finally, after 15 years, there is photographic evidence of Samantha Muldar's alien abduction. (Fox Muldar's sister from the X-files) The truth is out there.
LOTGK said…
Megan took Lionel Richie's hit Dancing On The Ceiling a little to literal.
Skeeter said…
Cruel joke. Most people place a bucket of water above the door. But Suzie, was really "pissed", and that's exactly what she planned to do when he walked thru the door.

Or,

Finding ways to go green;Suzie, conserved her chewing gum so only she could re-use it!
SP said…
Hey..your sister also just haggin' out, it's all in the family.
Blog Rehab said…
She's trying to explain what a dangling participle is.
Shawn said…
Mary always carried this photo of herself so she wouldn't have to explain to people why she had a doorknob sticking our of her ass.
Shawn said…
Mary did her part to try to raise the debt ceiling.
Nicky said…
Forgetting the hardhat, Suzy ignored Krazy Glue's "Don't try this at home" disclaimer.
Jamie said…
Maybe we should rethink the helium enema idea.
00dozo said…
While sequestered in a Caf-Pow 'intervention', Abby Sciuto succumbs to withdrawal symptoms and tries to suck the caffeine out of the espresso machine that is located on the floor above.
Vaguemax said…
"Honey! The ceiling still tastes white."
Raymond said…
Alice looks through the peephole at the Watergate School for Spies!
Skeeter said…
I bet mom wont question why out brownies smell funny anymore!
Wetookthebait said…
It didn't take long for Willy Wonka to realize that Samantha had found a can of Fizzy Lifting Drink.

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