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Pause Ponder and Pun #104

 

Nicky was always a little bent out of shape before she got her morning coffee.

Or so she tells me.

What does this picture tell you?

Let me know in the comments and we'll straighten out just who wins on Saturday.

Oh, and next week we'll feature a special pic. It's been submitted by my dear friend and former blogging pal The Screaming Me Me King.

If you want to submit a pic for our consideration, drop me a note (and the pic, of course) on Facebook or e-mail me at nonamedufus@yahoo.ca

See you guys on Saturday.
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Moooooog35 said…
The girl you marry.
2 November 2011 at 07:13
Moooooog35 said…
That's nothing. You should see how she flips pancakes.
2 November 2011 at 07:14
Laughingmom said…
Everyman's dream barrista!
2 November 2011 at 10:37
quirkyloon said…
One fart or two of sugar..erm, I mean cubes of sugar.
2 November 2011 at 13:54
meleahrebeccah said…
wow. that's disturbing. I can't even speak to people before my coffee, let alone bend like that!
2 November 2011 at 15:09
Nicky said…
Ok, I had a caption until I saw that first sentence! I will have you know, mon ami, that I do NOT drink coffee! Ever. Bent or unbent. :-)
2 November 2011 at 18:47
Nicky said…
This is NOT why your mother told you to wear clean underwear.
2 November 2011 at 18:48
00dozo said…
"I don't care what your thinking. The only thing I'll bend over backwards for is my morning coffee."
2 November 2011 at 19:17
nonamedufus said…
Yeah, but Nicky, you're so damn flexible.
2 November 2011 at 20:09
nonamedufus said…
Can you bend like that after your coffee?
2 November 2011 at 20:10
Shawn said…
That's one strong cup of coffee!
2 November 2011 at 20:26
Shawn said…
Despite years spent working at the local diner, Janie never could grasp the concept of the bottomless cup of coffee.
2 November 2011 at 20:47
Mike said…
There's an old sanskrit expression for this Yoga pose and it's pronounced "WTF???"
2 November 2011 at 21:54
Skeeter- www.deaddog.com said…
I guess people really do have their ass on their shoulders until they have their morning cup of joe
3 November 2011 at 05:36
Vaguemax said…
The picture a minute before was stirring in the cream and sugar. It's even more impressive
3 November 2011 at 23:11
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