From My Cold Dead Hands

Well everyone took their best shot this week. For example, Tgoette got us in his sights with:

Merry Christmas from the Glenn Beck compound.

CatLady's arresting effort was:

Christmas is all about family, togetherness and automatic weapons.

And FreakSmack slayed me with:

The Johnson kids know one thing, if Santa thinks he can come into their house and get all kissy-kissy under the mistletoe without bringing them a Bakugan Battle Arena, then this Christmas will be his last.

But it was Moooooog who must be a charter-carrying member of the NRA. Our winner came up with:

Charlton Heston's grandkids have a very Merry Christmas.

And so, Moooooog, at this wonderful Christmas time, you be hangin' with Dufus. Congratulations!!!

Thanks for playing everyone and for enjoying the pics this year. Here's to a happy New Year.

Comments

Anonymous said…

Yep, Mooooog35 got her done! And he done her good! hee hee

word veri: fulti

26 December 2009 at 10:31

Donnie said…

What a surprise...moooooog! Your official name for your caption contest picture should be the "Moooooog35 Not-So Memorial 1st Place Banner".

26 December 2009 at 11:41

http://howtobecomeacatladywithoutthecats.blogspot.com said…

Does Moooooog do anything beside sit around making up captions and vlogs these days? How does he do it?

26 December 2009 at 15:06

nonamedufus said…

Quirks: He indeed got 'er done. The most winningest captioner of dufus pics all year.

26 December 2009 at 15:20

nonamedufus said…

Don: Ha, ha, yeah, maybe I should permanently re-name this thing.

26 December 2009 at 15:21

nonamedufus said…

CatLady: I dunno. Let's ask him.

26 December 2009 at 15:22

Phillipia said…

I have a family picture like that somewhere - but it is two guys and a girl...and they are holding lazer tag guns...

And I could not think of anything except.."Thank you Grandma - again"

26 December 2009 at 18:16

nonamedufus said…

Phillipia: The family that "sprays" together stays together!

26 December 2009 at 21:28

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