Hello Friends. I’m still getting caught up from all the zombie stuff and working on some exciting news I’m not ready to share just yet, so I thought I would throw a Caption Contest, my first since my graduation about a year ago.
The rules are simple: enter your best line in the comment box, as many separate entries as you like, and the Hot Comma Momma will pick out several finalists for us all to vote on next week.
I know this is normally Diesel’s gig but he is gracious enough to let me borrow it from time to time as long as it’s fueled up and vacuumed out when I bring it back.
Get cracking. And be sure to wait by the feedreader for my soon-to-be-released urgent announcement of great joy.
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Ed, the homicidal architect was very displeased.
Perhaps the ominous comma has finally met its arch-nemesis: that ubiquitous question mark.
If no one sees me, it is!
Pete, the disgruntled forklift operator, seemed to derive much pleasure in the irony of placing the sign on the wrong side of the door.
A safety banner and a single piece of lumber are the only reminders of Arnie’s bachelor party and the limbo game that took three lives.
Just one more example of the “safety first” policy at the condom factory.
The after-hours janitorial staff at the ACME fireworks plant is about to hold its first and only box-bowling league competition.
The irony is that seven different people all suffered terrible injuries in trying to erect that sign.
If not, let me get my camera.
Now, how do I get from the forklift to the door?
As Dr. T entered the warehouse to conduct the 1st Annual Zombies Anonymous meeting, he realized even zombies have a sense of humor…
Excellent work everyone, let’s keep the ideas flowing. Like a molten stream of marshmallow creme splashing over the rocks of inspiration.
Or just more captions. You decide.
…….. Asks the collective conscience of the practical jokers that stole the stairs leading to Brent’s office.
….. this should get hilarious about the time the boss leaves for lunch.
Hiring the Human Fly as an architect had its downsides, too.
Budget cuts had hit the Acme Stairs Company hard.
Might as well Jump. Go Ahead and Jump.
too bad Ed set up the ramp for his cart-jumps before he noticed the sign
Now, how many golden tickets did we put in this batch?
Depends on who’s askin’!
A mother’s famous first words.
Looking good people. Let’s keep ‘em rolling like 24″ triple plated rims. I know mine roll pretty smooth, at least downhill.
Of course that’s all they do. Especially since now that I’ve bought them, I can’t afford a car to put them on.
I am really enjoying reading these. You guys are great!
What they failed to notice was the the doors open inwards leaving just enough room for all children and pets to walk through and plummet to their death.
This’s some top-shelf stuff right ‘ere
Little did they realise the actual door is around the other side of the corner… and they didn’t bar that one.
You mean reading this sign when I should be watching where I’m… oh, f—.