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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Hilary’s reach is almost as long as Bill’s.
Hmmm… is that Hilary’s hand or Geithner’s foot?
Hillary contemplates how her presidential approval numbers would be in the high 70’s around now while Obama, seemingly able to read her mind, turns away in despair.
Obama: “hey….I KILLED BIN LADEN!!!!!!!”
The world’s greatest two power brokers drift off in deep thought — Hillary wonders what Bill is up to at this moment in time and Obama wonders how short he can’t make this Cabinet meeting because the greens keep calling his name.
Geithner: “G’DAMMIT….I have how long before I have to file this return????”
Hillary: “this might be a little awkward…..but i’m officially announcing that I’m running for President of the United States!!!!”
Hillary: {If we don’t make eye contact, I don’t have to talk to the prick.}
Obama: {Ditto.}
Geithner: This paper airplane is gonna be totally sweet.
I didn’t hear a “harrumph” out of you, Geithner, that man gets no paddle ball.
Looking for Leadership
Doing your own thing – cool college motto, bad way to run the Cabinet.
Find a happy place, find a happy place…
Masters of the universe.
Bring in the peas.
So, nobody here has a pen?
#Winning!
Key administration officials gather to watch the daring raid last night in which Obama’s approval rating was successfully eliminated.
Alfred E. Neumanobama chairs a meeting of the Mad magazine staff.
Obama: “Whaddyamean lunch is not included?
Hillary thought bubble: “425 days, 36 minutes, 15 seconds until I can get the hell out of here!”
Not your usual game of musical chairs at Obama’s recent birthday party. As the DJ in the white gets ready to start the music, POTUS raises the stakes. Winner gets to be president for the rest of the day. Hillary puts her game face on but Obama is already on the edge of his seat. Sasha and Malia have taught him well.
The meetings will continue until morale improves.
Without the teleprompter the President was unable to open the meeting.
We can begin as soon as Timmy finishes writing “I will not cheat on my taxes. Again.” one-hundred times.
The President opened the meeting by saying that jobs are his top priority, specifically the jobs of everyone in the room.
Every time Broom Hilda sat near the throne of power that she so desired to possess, she couldn’t help thinking to herself: “How things could’ve been so different now, if only I had the eye of a Newt.”
Despite exchanging promises not to let their one-night stand get in the way of their professional relationship, the following morning proved just too awkward for the two, to work closely or effectively together ever again.
Anyone else have a Boehner problem too?
“Okay, everybody. You know the routine. Turnover your mobile phones to me…Hillary, here, just got another so-called ‘Weiner’ text from somewhere inside this room.”
“Okay, everybody. You know the routine. Hand over your mobile phones to me…Hillary, here, just got another so-called ‘Weiner’ text from somewhere inside this room.”
WHAT!?! No one has time to go have a beer with me!?!
Obama: “So here’s my official position…spending will increase until the deficit improves”
Obama’s thought bubble : “Half the people sitting at this table are complete idiots. The other half are amazing geniuses. Wish I knew which half was which!”
Geithner’s thought bubble: “Half the people sitting across from me are qualified to be president. The other one is president.”
Obama–“OK, I’m done, guys, the rest of the crises can wait till next Monday when I return from golf in California.”
“Hey, everybody. Remember when I couldn’t wait to sit in this chair and made-up that official looking seal: the ‘Office of the President-Elect?’ Yup, those were good times. Good times.”
“Okay, who forgot to shut off their cell phone?”
“Sorry, Mr. President…It was me.”
“What ringtone was that?”
“The Devil With A Blue Dress’ by Mitch Ryder and the Detroit Wheels.”
“Interesting choice, Hillary.”
“Okay, who wants to break early for summer vacation?”
“Okay. Now who doesn’t want to break early for summer vacation, please raise their hand.”
Obama: ” JOBS? I can create JOBS! Hillary gave me a hand-job 3 minutes ago and
NONE of you even noticed!”
“Uh, waiter……the lobster rolls and arugula salad come to me. The
bowls of Alpo go to my guests. Bon apetit!”
“Grab your wallets, folks. We’re chargin’ $3.50 a glass for that Perrier in front of you. A lime squeeze, if you desire, is, of course, on the house.”