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Pause Ponder and Pompadours

I think some of you guys spent some time at the museum last week. Why? Because your captions are truly works of art. I'd go so far as to say they are masterpieces. Uh-huh. Oh yeah.

I thought this was one weird dude. And many of you guys did too. This is a new one for me when it comes to male pattern baldness. Poor guy. But let's see who made the "cut" this week, shall we?

17 year old Shamus was a rebel in the Amish world.

Despite a receding hairline, while a little older, Luke Perry wanted to keep the sideburns he made popular.

Coming soon to a theatre near you. Hangover 3

And our winner this week is a "stylist" in her own right, who recently had a "close shave" with hurricane Irene. Our own lady of the islands...

Donald Trump's future. A sideburn comb-over.

Yahoo, 00dozo! Way to go, girl. You be hangin' with the dufus this week. What do you wanna do? I need a haircut, though, if we're gonna go out somewhere fancy.

And so another Pause Ponder and Pun has come and gone. Tune in next week. Same Bat time. Same Bat blog.


quirkyloon said…
Wow. Actually I should NOT be surprised: you ARE a piece of [art] work. *SMILE*

Congrats to 00dozo.

She obviously is not 00dozing off when it comes to these caption contests!

Yay for her!
nonamedufus said…
Wow, Quirks, you're on the ball today. Two puns! Well, hello Dali.
Cheryl P. said…
Congrats, 00dozo! Way to go!

Thanks for the mention, dufus.
nonamedufus said…
No problem, Cheryl. Now let's sit back and watch all those peolpe flock to your blog!
00dozo said…
Thanks, dufus (and everyone else)! (I was kinda partial to LOTGK's Amish entry.)

And, congrats to the honourables!

Lately I've noticed your self-promoting subliminal 'advertising' for your PPP feature. I like it. Today's is quite clever and I would agree with Quirks, you are a piece of [ art] work.

I don't do fancy schmancy, but we can hang out wherever. Since it's been a little breezy around these parts, you may wanna get that haircut anyway - just make sure you get them all cut (and hope your barber doesn't read your blog).

00dozo said…
Thanks, Cheryl! I'm in good company.
00dozo said…
Thanks, Quirks!

nonamedufus said…
Yeah the "advertising" has been something I've been playing around and having fun with. The hair cut? Well if it's the same guy responsible for our friend's trim, um, no thanks.
nonamedufus said…
What? I'm just playing around. And it's free you don't need any Monet for my masterpieces.
00dozo said…
I Degas in your general direction.
nonamedufus said…
You'll have to excuse me. My pants keep slipping. I think my belt is Toulouse.
00dozo said…
Well, cooler temps are a coming so you might wanna buckle up. You don't want to Frize your Balzac.
nonamedufus said…
No I certainly don't wanna do that!
jannaverse said…
If only my caption would have shown up in the comments, I might have had a chance...


(*considers reaching for bacon*)

(*realizes this is vegetarian week*)

(*louder sobbing*)
nonamedufus said…
This is vegetarian week? Really? Are you wearing your lettuce bikini?
Emmett said…
I've had Rosetta Stone Chinese Level 1 for about 2 months. The improvement and progress in such a short time period has been dramatic. I'm able to speak in sentences and know numerous vocabulary words.

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