Time for the Monday OTB Caption ContestTM
Monday, July 25, 2011
Winners will be announced Thursday PM
One unanticipated consequence of the fall of the Galactic Empire was widespread homelessness
The Rebel alliance blew up my ride,,,again.
The Rebel Alliance blew up my ride…again.
You know things are really bad when Michelin sends Mr. Bib off to join the ranks of the unemployed.
Proof that solar panels do not provide the power needed in many cases.
Is this the glamorous part of the movie business?
After the Galatic Senate refused to raise the debt ceiling, a lot of Storm Troopers were suddenly out of work…
Will Fight Rebel Alliance for Food
This is actually a whole platoon; they’re just walking single file to hide their numbers.
“…And so in my 2012 budget, to combat smog, global warming and rising unemployment all in one, I propose that the government fund $500 billion for ‘smart taxi technologies,’ a prototype of which you can see here…..”
Hitch hiking would be easier if this damn mask was a smiley face.
A ComicCon attendee returns home
I knew I shoulda taken that left turn at Albuquerque.
A long time ago in a Stimulus far, far away…
I find your lack of faith in Hope and Change… disturbing.
Who can deny the need for high speed rail now?
These aren’t the jobs created or saved you’re looking for.
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I — I took the one less traveled by, and that has made all the difference.
Bumper sticker on the back of the wheelchair reads: “My other car is a Millennium Falcon.”
Even some of the Storm Troopers have given up on the Emperor.
Even Imperial Stormtroopers are going Galt.
So the Rebel Alliance against the Empire is good, but the Alliance against the Browncoats is bad. And who are the Sardaukar again?
42, my ass.
This is not the vacation I was looking for.
I blame R2D2 for for getting me fired!
“Damn it! How could mom forget to pick me up again?”
“I think that cute girl dressed as Princess Leia was really into me. What was her number again? Oh yeah, 867-5309.”
“They say the ladies go crazy over a man in uniform. I just hope this one makes me standout from all the rest.”
“Maybe Debbie was right? Maybe I could’ve been a little more descriptive when I told her I’d be the one dressed as a Stromtrooper, standing in front of the Star Wars display?”
“Maybe Debbie was right? Maybe I could’ve been a little more descriptive when I told her I’d be the one dressed as a Stromtrooper Stormtrooper, standing in front of the Star Wars display outside Hall H?”
Although known for their blind obedience to the Empire, Stormtrooper TK-421 was beginning to exhibit outwardly signs of regret over his ever being cloned.
Confident that he had learned all that the Empire had to teach, Stormtrooper TK-421 setout on his own to carve out a little piece of the galaxy he could call his own.
While on the eve of the artificial debt-ceiling crisis, can anyone say: Posse Comitatus?…Anyone?
What happens in Vegas doesn’t always stay in Vegas … sometimes it goes home.
This is not the roads you’re looking for….
I knew that I should have tried to be a Cylon instead of a Stormtrooper…
This doesn’t look like Endor.
::singing:: “Nobody knows the trouble I’ve seen….”
“I joined the Empire for fun and adventure and this is what I get? Shoot, I could have been manning the bar back on Tatooine.”
“I knew I shouldn’t have bought that ACME tie-fighter. Stupid coyote.”
“TK-four-two-one. Why aren’t you at your post? TK-four-two-one, do you copy?”
“Maybe Debbie was right? Maybe I could’ve been a little more descriptive when I told her I’d be the one dressed as a Stromtrooper Strumptrumper Stormtrooper, standing in front of the Star Wars display outside Hall H?”
The growing homeless rate among returning veterans of the galactic war against the Rebel Alliance was just too big, even for the Empire to ignore.
In the back of his mind, TK-421 always dreaded that one day this would arise: a scheduling conflict between Comic-Con and summer camp band practice.
In the back of his mind, Stormtrooper TK-421 always dreaded that this too, one day, would arise…a scheduling conflict between Comic-Con and summer camp band practice.
“What the Hell was I thinking?!” thought an emotionally charged Stormtrooper TK-421 to himself on the morning after the deadline for passing a bill to lift the galactic debt ceiling in the Imperial Senate expired. “I never should’ve joined the [BLEEP] Tea Party!”
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