Monday, August 18, 2014
Time for the Monday OTB Caption ContestTM
Winners for this one and the last contest will be announced next weekend or so.
She Who Must Be Obeyed, strolling the beach with her toy poodle and her lapdog.
“i know it’s their job but i just don’t think the secret service agents really enjoy picking up dog poop”
“Did you say ‘sand shark’ or ‘land shark’? Anyway, I thought they were both at Martha’s Vinyard.”
Politics: it turns out its effects are indistinguishable from spending a long time in Florida.
(By the way, were there winners for the last contest and I just missed it?)
Darn. Looks like the chastity lock fell off again.
Is that a kielbasa in his pocket or is he just happy to be in a caption contest?
Bill’s dog is so big it won’t even fit in the picture.
Resorting to sniffer dogs to find their dignity.
Hillary made use of extensive protective eyewear after Bill bought those sneakers.
Hillary: I’ve had enough of your “Big Dog”. That’s why I got one more my size.
“Are you sure this is where you buried her?”
Looking ahead to 2016, Hillary ponders whether she got the right dog neutered.
“Robin Wiliams? I can’t express my sorrow. What a great comic! What a great man…..I’m going to miss that donor!”
“Robin Wiliams? What a comic mastermind! What a genius….What a… Hey look at that bikini girl sunbathing with her top undone in the back….I feel an erection coming on….”
Now you’ll put that thing on a leash. If you’d done it 20 years ago I’d be president right now.
I’m getting C sick.
No, I’m pretty sure we buried the documents over here. Or was it there? Probably both, really.
The twice and future president.
Hillary looks everywhere to find a significant accomplishment of her own.
“This is Casey Kasem here. I have a letter from a viewer named Bill Clinton who tells us how much he loves the show. Well, thank you Bill! – Remember, keep your feet on the ground and keep reaching for cigars…”
Hillary: “Hey, you just keep looking this direction or I’m bullwhip your ass back at the Motel 6 room…”
We know what kind of stain WON’T end up on that blue dress.
What’s the difference between Hillary and the dog?
He could eat the dog is he had to.
Oops, is should be if.
$300K a pop for speeches & they can’t afford bronzing lotion?
Bloomberg has officially de-friended Bill due to his 20oz Big Gulp habit . . . and Monica, too.
“Oh, now I remember, this is where we took White House interns for their “orientation.”
Look, it was your idea to cover up the floppy ankles, ginormous derrière and flabby arms. How was I to know you only packed blue?
The escape from the laws of gravity….
“Hell, people like me so much I could run this dog for President and win.”
“Uh, which dog Mr. President?”
Now retired from the presidency, Bill Clinton regularly converses with Squiggles, the three foot tall Cabinet secretary that only he can see.
I got nothing. I keep looking at it and zero zip nada.
Frumpy old woman fails to recognize the man passing by.
For some reason, the Modern Maturity swimsuit issue did not quite have the spectacular newsstand sales of the Sports Illustrated swimsuit issue.
“Hillary, there is no such thing as a pant suit sniffing dog!”
“Honey, we’re out here for the dog and if you do that again, I’ll rub your nose in it.”
Bill: “Hill look! That’s just as big as the dog!”
Hillary: “I’m sorry, I really hadta go!”
Hillary, hot on the Benghazi trail.
You know, Hillary, you were right. That girl over there is a C-cup. Right-wing conspiracy, my ass. What was I thinking?!
I beg to differ, Hillary. But I just don’t think that one will fit into this cup.
I swear to you, Hillary. If I had another chance to do her all over again — I mean do it all over again — I would do her differently — I mean it, my administration, differently all over again. Wow! Whose that?
The Clinton family summer vacation innocently spent in The Hamptons, combing the beach for any valuables left behind by the middleclass, which they helped to destroy, meltdown and sell to you know who? That’s right. The Chicoms, the Iranians and worst of all, the French. Thereby replenishing their war chest with the ill-gotten proceeds for their upcoming 2016 campaign: Assault on Benghazi II — This Time It’s Personal — Target America!
Tell me the truth now, Hillary. Are you making me wear these puke lime-green shoes in a desperate attempt to make me look hip-hop in order to enhance your chances of winning the 2016 presidency? Or in a desperate attempt make me look senile in order to enhance your chances of winning the 2016 presidency?
OTB Caption Contest