Caption Contest
Time for another OTB Caption ContestTM.
Write your caption in the comments below.
Courtesy Slate
The picture is much smaller than the traditional OTB-CC images, but is one of the better compare and contrast opportunities I’ve encountered in some time.
Winners will be announced after noon Monday.
“Do something evil for me. Come on, you know you want to! Do it! Do it! Do it do it doitdoitdoitdoit!!!!!”
Put the panties on my head. You know, like you guys always do.
I would join the army if I weren’t so fat…and the whole coward thing.
Pearls before swine.
Sarge, tell me again where you’re taking me where. Abu, what?
Oops. I meant to say:
“Colonel, tell me again where you’re taking me. Abu, what?”
OTB Match Game 2004
(Match the person to the correct phrase)
a. I’m glad there will finally be an open government in Iraq.
b. I’m glad that the Krispy Kreme is finally open.
Moore: “You want the truth? You want the truth!? I CAN’T HANDLE THE TRUTH!!!“
Be advised, I’m mean nasty and tired. I eat concertina wire and piss napalm and I could put a round through a fleas ass at 300 yards. So why don’t you hump somebody else’s leg mutt-face before I push yours in.
OTB Match Game 2004 – continued
(Match the person to the occupation)
a. military intelligence
b. counter-intelligence
Oxymoron. One is non military and the other is intelligent.
Now. Couture designed for every man. The clean cut, military look. The fat slob, casual, hairball look. From P Gucci Hilfiger Everyman
Listen, are you going to f**king get my bags or what!!
“Pssst … Wanna see my pet snake?”
“So, it all boils down to … you are my hero and I’m yours. Fascinating.”
“Mr. Moore, you touch my hand one more time you will need to have a hand replacement.”
The Odd Couple
“Oday ouyay owknay ethay ayway otay Iraqway?”
The Deserter and the Desserter.
Michael Moore: Smells like someone stepped in duty.
Marine: You mean ‘dootie’… ‘duty’ is something you’ll never need to worry about.
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