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Pause Ponder and Pun # 127


Bonus points to anyone who works a song by The Searchers into their caption this week.


Comments

KABLOOEY said…
George Takei had to resort to needles and pins every time Shatner's ego made his stress-induced hypertension to kick in.
Mike said…
Do not get into a fight with your acupuncturist. Trust this guy on that one.
Shawn said…
This is for the bonus points:
"Yeah, that's how it begins
She'll feel those needles and pins
a-hurtin her, a-hurtin her"
Nicky said…
Wow. What a prick.
Quirky Loon said…
*snort* I think Nicky just won the contest! *snort*

But I'll take a "stab" at it. Ahem.

Jackie Chan's brother: Pik Chan Mo.

Oh well. I tried. *smile*
00dozo said…
"Needles and Pins" didn't quite make the cut as a superhero character.

(Hey, it's all I could come up with.)

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