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Pause Ponder and Paula's Permapress


Oh, man, we had plenty of entries this week. It was a difficult task to choose one out over the others.

I kinda felt like that woman in the picture after all was said and done.

My fantasy football friend Michael Wolfe (who I beat last week) made 8 submissions. Here's a couple:



A "green" way to keep her from chewing the surgical scar was far simpler than anyone initially thought.



"Jules Gabriel Verne! You get your ass back up here and finish this book!"



Thank God this woman doesn't have a garbage disposal.



That Stubborn Fool Shawn Ohara left two captions, one of which was:



Can you hear me now?



But it was Boom Boom Larew who appropriately summed things up around here with her caption of...



Ziva, the morning after the 30 Days of Photographs III challenge.



You had to be in that challenge to fully appreciate that comment. I was and I do.

Way to go Paula, you be hangin' with dufus...again!

People are gonna start to talk.

If you wanna get together I've got a huge basket of laundry for ya. The soap's on me. First, though, we have to get Ziva out of my laundry room.

Thanks to everyone for playing this week. See ya next time.

Comments

Boom Boom Larew said…
Well, I'm a little put out that Ziva got there before I did to get the party started. No worries, though... Henry and I will be right over. (I'm sure I can pry Ziva out of there with my little ax.) Seriously, though... is Fake Barbie in the bottom of that basket?
nonamedufus said…
Yeah, Ziva's already done three loads!
meleahrebeccah said…
AAHhaHAHhAHhHHAhHA! Boom Boom NAILED it!
Ziva said…
Congratulations, Boom Boom, a well-deserved win!


Now dufus, I assume you took that photo.. Why didn't you say hello? I would've totally pulled my head out of the basket and showed you around Turku.
nonamedufus said…
Damn, another missed opportunity. Turku too!

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