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30 Days of Photos - Day 27 Kafkaesque


What? Wasn't today's theme capkaesque?

Take a "peak" at Ziva's blog for the rest of today's photos.

Comments

Cheryl said…
Ah hahahahahaha! You win the internet! Best Pun of the Challenge award goes to you for this one.
Junebug said…
Groan. LOL My cap collection is bigger than your cap collection. :-) Oh. Mumford and Sons. I keep forgetting to get the new album. I'm off.
Pat Kumicich said…
my hat goes off to you!
nonamedufus said…
It's how my mind works. But I think those caps are still Kafkaesque.
nonamedufus said…
Oh that's just a fraction of my ball/golf caps. I just don't have a wide angle lens.
nonamedufus said…
Thanks, Pat. You're way a-head of me.
Jamie Baker said…
Works for me, especially if you sit there trying to figure out which one to wear with no possible good answer.
Boom Boom Larew said…
I doff my cap to you, oh great Dufus!
nonamedufus said…
It can be a very difficult choice somedays.
nonamedufus said…
Sometimes I wonder if I have a visor not. (vice or - hahahaha)
meleahrebeccah said…
Oh, I like your spin on this one!
Cheryl said…
I don't. The obvious choice for everyday wear is the hat with the bird on it. There's never any stress or difficulties if you go with the birds.
Laughing Mom said…
Does the dufus doff his cap?
nonamedufus said…
The hat with the bird on it is from The Marshes Golf and Country Club.
nonamedufus said…
Thank you, Meleah. I'm glad someone recognizes brilliance.
ladyV said…
yep. you got it right.
Ziva said…
Capkaesque? Oh, dufus...
mike said…
Capkaesque: defined as being caught in an endless loop while you try and decide on which hat to wear.
Danielle Batog said…
Pretty funny stuff.
nonamedufus said…
That could also be Groundhog Day.
nonamedufus said…
It's a tough job but someone has to do it.
AH HA HA HA I LOVE IT!
MikeWJ said…
You've made me smile, and I never smile. Good work, NoName.
nonamedufus said…
I've got a cap for every occasion.
nonamedufus said…
Who knew KAFKA liked caps.

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