Monday, July 17, 2006
And now for the Moment you all have been waiting for …Time for the Monday OTB Caption ContestTM
Winners will be announced Thursday PM
“These Fish Smell Like The Middle East.”
“I Give These To Dick Cheney, He Likes Shooting Fish In A Barrel.”
Then, after chugging the keg of beer, you eat the goldfish- like this!
“Don’t tell my kids. Heh, heh, heh. The German Chancellor here and I ate the spaghetti … her from her end and me from mine and we met in the middle at which point we both became French. Right, honey?”
Ich bin ein fisheater!! Heh heh.
I was going to say that I just love Angie’s tuna but, that might not translate very well. Heh. Is it all right if I say that I love your tuna?
Like I said before, the human being and fish can coexist peacefully. Just as long as I’m not the fish.
Eww, it’s one of your pubic hairs, honey!
The irony here is that we’ve got to get the Chancellor to get the fish in my mouth and stop this …”
So when I when I read the latest Rasmussen pull I have to reach up to hold my nose like this.
Peeeuuuu. I’m going to need a lot of NYT to get these home to Laura.
The Emperor’s New Snacks
Smells like PHP!
(Okay, maybe that one’s too geeky and obscure. Let’s try something more mainstream.)
Oh, sole mio… oh, sole you-o… how’s the rest go, honey?
1) See I have an invisible fishhook in my lip.
2) And that’s how a President burps his A-B-C’s.
3) So this is what got Monica Lowinski (sp?) into trouble, holding something like this, and having her mouth like this.
Having proven he has steel balls, Dubya goes further my sleuthing who had stolen the strawberry ice cream.
President Bush reacts after snorting a pinch from a barrel containing the ashes of ‘Rasmus, a 16th century Renaissance figure.
Die wiesse Angela assures Bush that it is safe.
Les boys do Cabaret… Joel Grey and Liza Minelli some forty years on. They wish.
Oooooohhhhhh…, ninety-nine barrels of Rasmus on the wall, ninety-nine bottles of Rasmus on the wall, you take one down and pass it around, ninety-nine barrels of Rasmus on the wall.
The President suddenly started going “Woot! Woot!” and began making feces flinging gestures when presented with a barrel of monkeys from the Rasmus Toy Company.
Bush gives the Presidential gang sign to the crew of Al-Jazeera and threatens to open up a can of Rasmus on their asses.
President Bush impresses Chancellor Merkel with a bit of derring do by ingesting some herring goo.
One must be careful about spoonerisms when discussing German herring.
Oh come on Charles. That’s all you can come up with?!
President Bush performs Wagner’s Das Rheingold prior to giving the floor to Dick Cheney who is expected to wow the crowd with a herring themed interpretive dance.
Today President Bush revealed he won the audition to play the lead role in Otello.
Just before leaving the White House, we found this barrel the Danish Prime Minister left behind when he visited us in May. Thought you and I could snack on them as we talk. But this is really hard work and if I have any more, I’ll be doing a 41 at dinner.
“Whew, These Fish Smell Like Sh*t!”
When Merkel expressed concern that the President might choke, Bush demonstrated his new method for downing pretzels.
This little liberal is too hot
Darn, this little liberal is too cold
Yumm …. this little liberal is just right
Just wait till you see what I do to you tomorrow, Angela!
Pickled herrings, huh? Heh. Well I’ll enjoy these. Yeah, for a minute there I thought you were going to hand me some stinky preserved fish or something.
“So long, and thanks for all the fish.”
“And There’s A Trick To Eating Strudel In The Dark.”
Ich bin ein rollmop!
“Chancellor Merkel, thanks for the red herring. It will go well with the McGuffin Tony Blair gave me and the puzzle inside a riddle wrapped in an enigma that Pootie-Poot provided.”
“The Last Time My Mother Heard Me Cuss, She Stuck A Bar Of Soap Down My Throat, Thank God Laura Was There To Pull It Out.”
“The Presidential Seal.”
Merkel thought bubble
“Thankfully there are only 915 more days of this lunacy left.”
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