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Pause Ponder and Pun #113


I'm not exactly sure what's going on here.

Maybe you do.

Give it a spin and leave a caption in the comments.

We'll see what happens when we cross the finish line Saturday.

Comments

Raymond said…
Alberto Contador will not eat tainted meat at this year's Tour de France, he will ride i!
Quirky Loon said…
TLC's newest reality show to compete against A&E's Billy the Exterminator: Horse Powered Jockeys.
Ziva said…
I guess this is what they call the Pony Express.
Mike said…
I think you can expect the captions to be kind of Spartan this time around.
Vaguemax said…
Am I the only one to notice that they don't seem to be pedaling, but thrusting instead?
Vaguemax said…
It's why you need a trojan for your horse.
Venom said…
The new 'no whipping' rule has really changed the Sport of Kings...
skeeter said…
Yall quit horsing around, Lance Armstrong has lost control over his team!
Skeeter said…
Their new jockey really turned things into a circus, guess that's what they get for getting the midget from the side show when the carnies rolled thru town.
Shawn said…
"Malabar! It's Malabar! Bassett, Bassett, I know! It's Malabar!"

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