Time for the Thursday OTB Caption ContestTM
Thursday, February 16, 2012
Winners will be announced Monday PM
Where have you gone, Colonel Sanders? A nation turns its lonely eyes to you…
Sittin’ on the rock of the bay . . . .watchin’ the tide roll away . . .
Despite sporting SPF-7000 feathers and an overcast sky, Chicken still had the feeling he’d end up roasted.
Bob wore long swim trunks to divert attention from his . . . well . .. chicken feet.
Having convinced them the beach was beautiful white sand, the Tea Party leaders went about convincing them that chicken nuggets were real food.
“I hate being a lifeguard when the Fry Kids are on the beach… and don’t even get me started about having to rescue Grimace when he has too much to drink!”
David Hasslehoff’s attempt at rebooting Baywatch causes much concern for his mental state…
Somewhere out there is a land, a land where I can roam free from oppression!
Dude, have you ever stared at the horizon, and, like, thought you were something you were not?
Can you tell me how to get to Sesame Beach?
The beach may be no place to hide from the US Marshall’s Service, but Tommy Lee Jones needs to find a costume that blends in a little better.
Coming to a TV near you! Miami Vice meets US Marshall’s.
The next not Romney
@Ron Beasley: Meaning the chicken’s soon to be battered.
This is taking the fear of skin cancer way too far.
Ever since they told him “everything tastes like chicken” to the marauding sharks, Chuckie can’t bring himself to leave the safety of the beach.
Upon reflection, Chuckie decided the Pacific looked more and more like a large pot of brine.
The beach-side Chick-Fil-A franchise didn’t work out quite as well as Bob planned.
After much soul-searching, Chuckie reached the conclusion he wasn’t a seabird after all.
Chicken of the Sea unveils its new mascot. Next- he’s off to catch Charlie.
Chicken thought bubble: “Well, Obama said the rise of the oceans will slow but it sure as hell looks like a tsunami to me.”
With God as my witness, I thought chickens could swim.
Ironically, Edgar only wanted to play Duck, Duck, Goose.
After all the members of the Polar club jumped into the freezing cold water, there was one obvious chicken left on shore.
Screw tuna. I’m the chicken of the sea!
With KFC sponsoring the new season of Baywatch, the slow mo running shots are going to be more appetizing than sexy.
Clucks Illustrated Swimsuit Edition
Now this Baywatch chick really has me debating whether I’m a leg, or breast man.
I thought guys came to the beach to pick up chicks.
….”The latest “not-Romney” candidate to lead the Republican race for the nomination on the weekend before super-Tuesday.
Show me a rock, a loch, and a cock.
under the new budget cuts….lifeguards have developed…..well, a yellow coating….
After this last debacle, Chicken Team 6 was disbanded and a new, more water-capable mascot was chosen.
Frank hoped that no one would steal his suppository while he took a quick dip.
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