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Pause Ponder and Pun #71

Do your thing, folks.

We'll see who cleans up Saturday.
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Moooooog35 said…
Jersey Shore: The Early Years
16 March 2011 at 08:15
Moooooog35 said…
There's no crying in baby boxing!
16 March 2011 at 08:16
laughingmom said…
Baby Boxing - the predecessor to Midget Wrestling.
16 March 2011 at 08:27
meleah rebeccah said…
Sibling Rivalry: Keep your hands off my animal crackers, bitch! #winning
16 March 2011 at 14:35
Anonymous said…
Charlie and Emilio show off their winning ways.

Ha!
16 March 2011 at 15:05
skeeter said…
" fly like a butterfly and stink like Huggies! "
Diaper commercial cut from the super bowl
16 March 2011 at 17:44
00dozo said…
After enticing Curly to punch himself bare fisted in the eye, Moe has an epiphany for a future vaudeville routine.
16 March 2011 at 18:52
Chris said…
After an unsuccessful attempt at boxing early in his life, the young Babe Ruth turned his energies to another sport.
16 March 2011 at 19:09
Chris said…
Llllllllet's get ready to . . . WAAAAAAAAAH!!!!
16 March 2011 at 19:18
Chris said…
Shortly after the match, Merwin "The Pawtucket Pooper" McFlynn was disqualified when his mother tested positive for HGBM (Human Growth Breast Milk).
16 March 2011 at 19:27
Chris said…
Losing fighter Herman "Baby Fat" Feldman got over his disappointment quickly when Dolly Parton offered to "nurse him back to health."
16 March 2011 at 19:28
Phillipia said…
Awww, keep your diapers on for cryin' out loud - it's just eye...he has two of them...
16 March 2011 at 20:05
Ferd said…
Get up, you big cry baby!
16 March 2011 at 22:30
Anonymous said…
Child Abuse, 1940's Style
16 March 2011 at 23:02
Anonymous said…
The Tyke gets TKO'd!
16 March 2011 at 23:04
Anonymous said…
"Run Home And Cry To Your Momma!"
16 March 2011 at 23:05
MikeWJ at Too Many Mornings said…
Mike Tyson and Evander Holyfield: The Early Years.
17 March 2011 at 01:24
MikeWJ at Too Many Mornings said…
Producers rejected the early script for "The Fighter" on the grounds that audiences couldn't relate to a story about two toddlers pursuing the same dream.
17 March 2011 at 01:26
Anonymous said…
Who's your daddy, NOW?!?!
17 March 2011 at 19:10
Anonymous said…
Nobody, and I mean NOBODY touches my sippy cup!!
17 March 2011 at 19:11
Quirkyloon said…
Charlie and Emilio show off their winning ways.

Ha!
12 May 2011 at 15:09
Boom Boom Larew said…
Whitey vs. Killer?

Whitey! Winning!
12 May 2011 at 15:09
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