OTB Caption Contest
Time for the Thursday OTB Caption ContestTM
Time for the Thursday OTB Caption ContestTM
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Winners will be announced Monday PM
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Time for the Thursday OTB Caption ContestTM
Time for the Thursday OTB Caption ContestTM
Winners will be announced Monday PM
Joe Biden get’s a piece of Rodney, the motor city mad man’s old lady.
We don’t sit like this on Amtrack, literally!
Gird your loins.
I have three words to describe my feelings: Wanna ride my Harley?
“Trust me, it’s a big f***ing deal”
“I’ve got the keys to Barack’s private stock of White House beer. Wanna party?”
@Davebo: Hmmmm… I’m not sure that sentence parses out the way you intended. (update: Actually you are right, which you obviously already know, I found the rule on possessives and appositives)
The Sons of Anarchy and their granddaddy, Disaster.
Forget it – Doug’s first post wins.
Having palmed off their Back Seat Betty the riders plan their next stop.
“I claim the right of primae noctis” “Honey, you ain’t even in the first thousand”
Biker Chick: “My boys are better equipped than you Secret Service agents.”
Joe Biden: “Uh… We’re talkin’ guns right?”
It’s not quite “two adoring cherubim.”
“No, lady, no problem. Evangelicals will never vote for me, anyway.”
“And the great part is that when she gets up, I get a turn, too!”
“Well, I am the vice president.”
I got your federal funded Viagra right here…..
Typical Biden day… murmuring sweet little nothings.
“I’m not wearing my wedding ring today”
Gotta go with Pee Wee Herman’s Big Adventure, although we have to bring in a couple more Bikers:
Biker #2: [the whole gang holds Pee-wee hostage] I say we kill him!
Biker Gang: [shout] Yeah!
Biker #3: I say we hang him, *then* we kill him!
Biker Gang: [shout] Yeah!
Biker #4: I say we stomp him!
Biker Gang: [shout] Yeah!
Biker #4: Then we tattoo him!
Biker Gang: [shout] Yeah!
Biker #4: Then we hang him…!
Biker Gang: [shout] YEAH!’!
Biker #4: And then we kill him!
Biker Gang: [shout] YEAH!’!’!
Pee-wee: [tries to throw voice without moving lips] I say we let him go.
Biker Gang: [shout] NO!’!’!
Biker Mama: [whistles] I say ya let me have him first!
Guy 1 to Guy 2 – Typical guy with a government pension…..
Modified: I got your federally funded Viagra right here…..
Biker on left to biker on right, “Hey, she’s your girlfriend.”
Biker on right to biker on left, “My girlfriend? I thought she was yours!”
Once again, Biden gets stuck with riding in the bitch seat.
Hell, if I knew that’s all it took, I would have been talking to Romney about the VP slot months ago…
I won’t even bother, since I know I can’t top Doug or Stormy.
Ridin’ Biden
One vote forward, two votes back.
Barkeep!… another sarsaparilla!
Don’t worry, my Secret Service detail will take care of those two guys.
I’m gonna tap that ass. I’m just Biden my time.
Want a threesome with a black guy?
“Pathetic,” the record thought. How he ended up here, watching the Vice President making a fool of himself, he would never know. He was a piece of history – the original gold record for The Kingston Trio’s first album. And now here he was hanging on the wall with Joe Biden cuddling up to some biker chick, “Pathetic.”
Rusty was uncertain about what his Ma’s intentions were with the vice president. Earl, as the more experienced of the pair, knew all too well what was to follow. He’d been just a little squirt when Muskie came to town, but the memories haunted him forever.
Oh god I vote for Ridin Biden
Biden’s daily gaffe practice session gets tougher the closer to the election it gets.
(Hey, you gotta stay in shape…)
The chamber music trio would have preferred that Vice President Biden tender more formal congratulations to their gold record-winning oboist.
The vice president’s package received some welcome stimulus.
Finally, the Conservatives’ answer to the Liberals’ porno political satire, Nailin’ Palin: Gang Bangin’ Biden
The Right’s answer to the Left’s porno political satire, Nailin’ Palin: Gang Bangin’ Biden
Hey, if the Secret Service didn’t takedown that pizza guy for hugging the president, why do we have to take this?
“If looks could kill, baby. Trust me, your boyfriends would already be dead. Courtesy of a predator done strike, baby.”
“If looks could kill, baby. Trust me, your boyfriends would already be dead. Courtesy of a predator drone strike, baby.”