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Pause Ponder and Pedal Like Hell

That's one weird picture, isn't it. I hope no one thinks I'm a pedal-file.

Well, not a lot of captions this week. I guess folks are a little tire-d and took a brake.

Less work for me, though. Fewer submissions to consider.

Let's get to it.

Like a hamster in a wheel, Bob kept peddling but never seemed to get anywhere.

Round, round, round, round I get around!

You should see his car.

And this week's winner is...

When Jarvis was small, his nearsighted career counselor misread a single letter
and changed the course of the kid's life. He wasn't supposed to be The Human Gyro. 
He was perfectly suited to becoming a gyno. Cologist, that is.

Way to go KABLOOEY. You be hangin' with dufus this week! Congratulations, girl. And thanks for that great caption.

Wanna go riding? We've got stables nearby and I can book us a couple of horses. Of course it all depends on if you can you reach the stirrups? Giddy-up.

See everyone next week.


shawn said…
I had absolutely nothing this week. Tip of the hat to the winner!
Brett Minor said…
I couldn't think of anything. I had a few but thought they were stupid.
Dr Tungusga said…
I dreamt about something like this - a bike that would put you the right way up if you fell. Mine had a chassis that bent in odd ways under computer control, but hey...
nonamedufus said…
That's unusual. We missed you.
nonamedufus said…
Are you kidding? This blog is the epitome of stupid.
nonamedufus said…
You're going to be rich!
Kablooeyquest said…
Wow, thanks, Dufus. Although, I have to say: reading over my entry I see it's kinda wordy. Still, a win's a win. Pretty clever of me to enter when so few of us did; that's how I win those Chinese Auctions too -- I go for the prizes with the fewest tickets.
nonamedufus said…
Hey sometimes long-windedness can be beneficial. Well done.

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