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Pause Ponder and Pun #102


Okay some people are dull but this woman's a down right boar.

Waddaya think?

Leave a caption or two or three in the comments.

There'll be no pig in a poke come Saturday. What you'll see will be what you get.

Comments

Skeeter- www.deaddog.com said…
Hey "Babe", you sure are looking "swine", wanna come over to my "sty" and "root" around?
Skeeter- www.deaddog.com said…
The three lil pigs:
The first 2week lil pigs built their house like a brick shot house, while the 3rd lil pig built his out of wood, and just as he hoped was eaten by the nasty or not so nasty beaver.
Moral of the story: don't build with your queer brother, dare to dance with beavers
moooooog35 said…
Boobs: The other white meat.
moooooog35 said…
These little piggies went to Victoria's Secret.
Skeeter- www.deaddog.com said…
She was such a slut, she played right along with her Buckner, Fatback
Skeeter- www.deaddog.com said…
After this adverse reaction, the swine flu vaccine was pulled from the shelves?
meleahrebeccah said…
Um.. I just threw up a little. EW!!!! *scrubs eye balls with bleach*
Mind of a Madman said…
Nice sow job!
Shawn said…
I'd pork her.
Shawn said…
No. I said you would look better if you had BIG tits.
Laughingmom said…
A loaf of bread, two jugs of swine, and thou?
quirkyloon said…
Heh heh. You know I had a hard time seeing the pic on my cell phone (cuz my phone is cheap piece of crap, but hey it works and it's cheap!).

But now that I see the picture in all it's glory?

Soooooweeeeeee!

heh heh

Not eggsactly a caption.

Okay, howzabout this:

Meet suh-weeeet Suuuuueeee-weeeeee!
LOTGK said…
The real reason Redneck cousins mate.
00dozo said…
Victoria's secret revealed.

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