Caption Contest!
A new and better Caption Contest is now underway! You have only to dislodge from your teeming genius brain the beautific fruits of hilarious captionization and plunk it into the comments section of this post to be considered for Fabulous Prizes and world recognition! It's that easy! The competition may be fierce and the petty recapping even fiercer, but it's something we here at YLSN(a)ED can't live without!
Let the captions BEGIN!
(photo found at Handknits for Young Moderns. Per usual.)
Labels: caption, contest, interactive
posted by k_sra at 9/28/2005 11:13:00 AM
45 Comments:
(this is a very tough one, as anything I've been able to think up is just not worthy of the rich, ridicule-worthy detail provided)
(damn my overuse of worthy)
You'll never know where you'll be when acid reflux catches up to you.
Veronica looked on scornfully as Betty fawned over Andrew. "I can't believe she lets him barbecue indoors" she thought.
Ever since Bob discovered Enzyte, he's really been cookin'.
Still snowed into their mountain chalet after 8 weeks, the eventual decision to barbecue Herbert was greeted warmly by everyone except for Veronique, who felt Claude would have been far more appetising.
As Andrea leaned closer, the scent of grilling meat roused Lhasa Apso on her head.
"No, honey, your incisor is THIS one, right here".
"It works like this...your heart, here, pumps blood to your taste buds, here."
You have a really cool blog. I found it while googling CAPTION CONTEST.
You should check out my blog - it's all about INDOOR BARBECUE.
Tanya, who everyone knows is a vegetarian, encounters house guests so rude as to even try her high level of patience.
BRATWURST: The Musical
Despite being short and a bit oily, Harvey still managed to get the girls, thanks to his role as Eric von Zipper in "How to Stuff a Wild Bikini".
As the party plodded on, Veronique, looking past her friends to the picture window, viewed the approaching avalanche with something resembling gratitude.
While Natashia watched in awe as Bilbo cooked the hotdogs, Aurora stood back and realized that Bilbo was wearing a toupee. It was then that she started to fall madly in love with him.
Jose's new cologne, "Sex Panther" created different reactions from the women. Tanya was drawn to it, while Wanda started wheezing vehemently.
"You wouldn't be so hungry if you knew what Tina and Marv were doing on that very spot not 20 minutes ago."
"Andrea, you do realize that Marcus is gay as a handbag, don't you?"
"I'm afraid the sweet corn got a bit overdone".
"Well, frankly, Anne, this isn't what I expected when you told me the party would be a real sausage fest."
While Serena believed strongly that chiropractic self-adjustment was good for one's hips, her sister was an avid practicioner of the dental-cardio grounding technique.
"Don't let the bratwurst fool you, honey. They don't call him 'Cocktail Frank' for his bartending skills."
"No, Andy, when Janet says she'd like to play 'hide the sausage', she doesn't... Oh, nevermind. You'll figure it out eventually."
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As Sally puts her large hand on Larry's chest, she pulled him close and tried to ignore his deformed right arm. However, she had forgotten about her habit of picking her nose when she is nervous.
My Offering
"I'm so hungry I could eat the Pillsbury Doughboy!"
Linda, now staring ghastly from the back of the room, should have been more careful in what she wished for.
After running the poor little white fella over with the family station wagon and flattening him perfectly for grilling, Marv served up the pastry mascot right after the meat, quite appropriately, for dessert.
That bit there is probably youer 'usband's 'eart, my leedle pumpkin fleur. After we consume it we weel be able to enjoy a ver' nice, 'ow you say, menage a threesome.
Even though she hadn't eaten a decent meal in years, a famished Lara Flynn Boyle couldn't hide her contempt as her friends prepared to feast on the sausage.
Flattered by her feminine wiles, Wayne conceded, “Well, yes, Dorothy, they are meaty, if I do say so myself. I really think you’re going to enjoy them.”
Donna looked on in disgust, already knowing from personal experience that Wayne’s sausages were not kosher.
Cousin It's tittie twister habit just never ends.
Of course, all three outfits are complimented by the hand-knitted barbecue, made of 100% asbestos yarn.
"Don't worry, Bridget. We'll airbrush out the couple barbecueing after the photoshoot."
This is an example of a very nice double exposure technique that perfected in the '70s, but was lost soon after with the death of the inventor in a bizzare barbecue-related accident.
Silence fell across the room. Where was the kitten indeed.
Patrice tried everything she could think of to get Jim to notice her - even rubbing up against his steak plate.
fernando wanted to prove to the ladies that a gay train engineer could cook bratwurst.
Whilst Beryl looked away scornfully, Ethel pondered hard how to tell Jim that a right-sided parting is soooo yesterday.
Mrs Peel hesitated. Should she wait for John Steed or take on the infamous Sausage Bandits single-handedly?
a second later, the crowd shuddered as the extra in the pink turned sideways, and disappeared completely.
Bob and Nancy pointedly ignored Tamara as she launched into yet another round of "I'm a Little Teapot". "She doesn't even do the spout right", whispered Nancy.
Tina watched as Anne's wig slowly slid forward. Should she warn her or watch as it fell on the grill? Decisions, decisions.
Upon learning that their new cabin was infested with giant wood grubs, Dave and Angela decided to make the best of it.
While Stacey applied her chapstick for the fiftieth time that day, Ricardo boasted "I don't mean to brag, but I also make the best sauerkraut." Tonya just stood back and looked at him in disgust. She was, afterall, the Sauerkraut Queen for three years in a row.
I'm voting for Steve's 'little teapot'. It made me laugh. Do I get a vote?
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