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Pause Ponder and Pun #114


Now is that a "duh, winning" smile or what?

This is Charlie Sheen posing for a publicity shot for his new show "Anger Management"

Okay, that's just my take. What's yours?

Leave a caption, or two, or three in the comments.

We'll see who takes a bite out of the competition Saturday.

Comments

moooooog35 said…
Now I want to listen to some Aerosmith.
Quirky Loon said…
Ha! I was on the same wavelength as moooooog35! I immediately thought of Steve-o.

Steve-o BEFORE and AFTER.

heh heh
Vaguemax said…
Top prize winner - British School of Dentistry
Vaguemax said…
I got a new lip ring. Too much?
Vaguemax said…
Gaping maw of the Sarlacc, the early days.
Skeeterphonics said…
He damn sure ain't from South Carolina, he gots too many tenths!
K A B L O O E Y said…
Jed's mom always told him he was a handsome boy if he'd just get the hair out of his eyes and learn to accentuate his best features. Jed's mom never had too tight a grip on reality.
Ziva said…
Unlike most people, Steve never had a problem with biting off more than he could chew.
Ziva said…
Believe it or not, but his bark is worse than his bite.
Shawn said…
When her makeup artists didn't show, Sarah Jessica Parker had to get ready for the film shoot all by herself.
00dozo said…
Jim Carrey's original head shot.
Nonamedufus said…
Yay, look who's back!

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