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Pause Ponder and Polycephaly


Oh, my, what a big word.

It means having more than one head.

It's been said two heads are better than one.

In this case, though, I'm not so sure.

Although it might give new meaning to necking.

Let's see what folks came up with for our pic this week...


Darling, I only have eyes for... 
(Oh wow! I'd love to have my tires rotated by that redheaded woman) 
...you.



I really need you to believe me about last night, I was...squirrel!
Bryant H



Honey, I promise that you have my undivided attention!



And our winner would appear to have inside knowledge on what goes on in my house each weekend...



What he's saying: "I really want to hear what you have to say, dear." What his wandering head is thinking: "Hey, I think somebody just said my fantasy football team is ahead!"

Way to go Boom Boom. You be hangin with dufus with that caption. Now, go for a long one.

Comments

Cheryl said…
Congrats Paula. Kinda knew it was a Kafkaesque gesture to enter after seeing what you wrote. Nothing gets between Dufus and anything football, not even the lovely Mrs. D.
Laughing Mom said…
Yay for Boom Boom!
nonamedufus said…
Sure she does. When she brings me a beer.
nonamedufus said…
Boom Boom came up with an explosive caption, don't you think?
Boom Boom Larew said…
Oh, yeah... I've gotten to know you only too well.
Boom Boom Larew said…
Make that the lovely, long-suffering Mrs. D., Cheryl.
Cheryl said…
You are in rare form today. I like it.
Cheryl said…
She told me she pretty much tunes out the puns so I'm not so sure she's as long-suffering as a lesser woman might be.
nonamedufus said…
Pass the opener, would you.
nonamedufus said…
She's so talented. The secret to a perfect marriage. Tune out your spouse.

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