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Results of the Third Caption Contest
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| Results |
| 1st Prize (15 seconds of fame) Edward vows to continue day trading despite a few setbacks |
| 2nd Prize(30 seconds of fame) I always exercise at the butt crack of dawn |
| 3rd Prize(45 seconds of fame) Villains beware because here comes.... NAKED MAN TO THE RESCUE!!! |
| Other Entries |
| The Dawn of Crack |
| Ronald had told the dry cleaner 'light starch" and for the third time to no avail, so he took it on himself to protest. |
| Bringeth backeth my pantseth! |
| Julio was the only one in THIS parade |
| ...Must dry my shirt before the 10:00 AM
meeting... Must dry my shirt before the 10:00 AM meeting...... |
| Sydney here I come! |
| Here's to King and country and.......damn it's cold! |
| Damn. I should have gotten a better divorce lawyer |
| Now to find a boat. I have a sail. |
| Dutch Boy....his later years... |
| That night must have been windy |
| Next stop-the Titanic! |
| Dress For Success |
| I cant seem to find my empty catsup bottle collection |
| Doctors were pleased the shoulder graft took so well across the cheek tissue, but flexiblility in Paul's buttocks was never quite the same again. |
| Having overlooked the obvious, it wasn't until much later in life that Rodrigo accepted his constipation was due to "Hemisphericus Non-Separatus" a medical condition with a surgical cure. |
| Impatient, Sperm readies himself for his personal journey, his quest for life. |
| Onward Christensen Shoulders, er Soilders,er Soldiers |
| Lord Robert of the Nudes parades his latest captive before slicing off each sleeve and spiking them at the farthest corners of the colony. |
| Give me pants or give me death |
| I Say, Excuse me! You've forgotten the jacket! |
| "One small step for man....." |
| One, two, step-ball-change, and twirl the shirt! |
| Juliet...Juliet!! Wait! It's me, Romeo! |
| The lack of clothesline and towel didn't stop Scott from finding a way to dry his blouse and himself. |
| Coming out of the Closet |
| If I pretend to shoot in the air do you think the rescue ship will hear me? |
| Sorry but we don't need the Olympic flame for another 4 years |
| Mr. MacGregor: "Hey Peter! Here's your jacket, and can I have my clothes back now?" |
| Since my left hand is not holding it, what do you think is holding the "clothes shaft"? |
| Just another day on Castro Street in Frisco |
| Yeah. last flag to pass on my first naked big foot decathlon..! |
| And on the fourth day, God rejoiced and got butt-nekkid. |
| Edwin performs the absurd ritual, vaguely hoping
it will bring about a cure for his muscular deformities. |