No winner last week. No one made milk shoot out ANY of my orifices. I’m so disappointed in you all. This week’s shot courtesy of Mr. Fantastic, and the wonderful DC Freedom 5k.
What is He Saying?
One time… at band camp… I met a guy with an instrument this thick!!!
Green Shirt: 5…..5 Dollar….5 Dollar Footlongs….
White Shirt: I wasn’t so much running FOR Freedom as I was running away from Jared the Subway guy…
It’s not so much length as the girth that’s important. TRUST me.
Green Man: And re-reading Bastiat always reminds me of the third time I got crabs.
Whitie: Uh, who are you?
Green Man: WAS I TALKING TO YOU?
W: I, um, thought so?
Green Man: ASSUREDLY NOT.
W: Sorry. But you were looking right at me.
Green Man: YOU ARE MISTAKEN.
W: No, I’m not. You stared right at me. We made eye contact. Then you started talking about crabs.
Green Man: FORSOOTH. I DID NO SUCH TOMFOOLERY.
W: You looked right in my eyes!
Green Man: ZOUNDS! LIES AND SLANDER!
W: In my eyes.
Green Man: I’LL HAVE NO MORE OF THIS BLASPHEMY! GOOD DAY!
W: Um, are you leaving?
Green Man: I SAID GOOD DAY.
Green Man: Hold on a second, former Baltimore Colts quarterback Earl Morrall is about to throw me pass.
Woman: What? I’m not doing that in public.
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