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We interrupt our regularly scheduled program with this breaking news bulletin.

Hey, look at this. Skeeter over at Dead Dog has started up a caption contest and guess who won last week. Yeah, that's right, moi. The dufus has still got it. So here's the pic and my beguiling caption:

Red, did you park your truck in that tree? Son of a birch!

We now return you to your regularly scheduled program.













Comments

Nicky said…
I'm going to miss Jack Layton. I liked him, even though I didn't think he'd make a good prime minister. Mind you, I would have preferred him to His Royal Harperness. I saw Jack on Tout Le Monde En Parle, and he came across as a really good guy and demonstrated intelligence, humour and class.

Michelle Bachmann scares me. That woman is just a bible thump away from batshit crazy.
nonamedufus said…
I was surprised the NDP garnered enough vote to form the Official Opposition but nothing could prepare me for the huge outpouring of emotion right across the country over his death. I certainly don't think HRH would have achieved nearly the same level of condolence.
quirkyloon said…
*ribbet*

*ribbet*

Excuse me, but there seem to be FROGS everywhere!

EEEEEK!

Great funnies!
nonamedufus said…
That's who got the plague of frogs! Sit back and relax, Quirks. Pull up a toad stool, why don't you.
meleahrebeccah said…
the truck in the tree photo is killing me!
nonamedufus said…
I wonder if Irene had anything to do with that?
Skeeter said…
Thanks for the plug! And congrats! Btw, mine runs from tue to mon.
Janna said…
Since my comments are invisible, I can breathe a sigh of relief as I admit that I have absolutely no clue who Jack Layton is.

Also, I ran a red light today, and sometimes I like smelling my own farts.
Skeeter said…
Hello Janna, thanks for sharing. And now we will recite the prayer of serenity! Sorry, had a AA meeting flashbach!!

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