Continuing on the Christmas theme …
A friend sent this to me earlier in the week, and although I can’t vouch for its’ validity (update 7:00pm – Snopes is researching – we don’t care, we still think it’s funny) it’s funny nonetheless and so I thought we’d play “Caption This” with it. To play, include your thoughts in the comments below on what the most appropriate caption should be for the photo. Multiple entries are allowed. At stake this week will be a gift certificate to Easy Chair Coffee Shop, and we’ll choose the winner next Wednesday, December 16th.
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Husband does not convey.
Husband does not convey.
Ladder FAIL. Gutter WIN!
Ladder FAIL. Gutter WIN!
Willma!!! Wait ’till I get my hands on that dog! Wilma!!!
Willma!!! Wait ’till I get my hands on that dog! Wilma!!!
Even wearing his traditional Sunday red, Tiger still can’t catch a break at home.
Even wearing his traditional Sunday red, Tiger still can’t catch a break at home.
Just do it Tiger!
Just do it Tiger!
On a serious note, Snopes is investigating where the lovely decorating idea came from, I’m curious to see what they find: http://www.snopes.com/holidays/christmas/photos/decorations.asp
As for a caption: “Thank goodness I bought these K-Guard gutters.”
On a serious note, Snopes is investigating where the lovely decorating idea came from, I’m curious to see what they find: http://www.snopes.com/holidays/christmas/photos/decorations.asp
As for a caption: “Thank goodness I bought these K-Guard gutters.”
“Look dear, I know I just told you that my mother is coming in for Christmas, but I don’t think knocking the ladder over was the adult way of handling the news!”
“Look dear, I know I just told you that my mother is coming in for Christmas, but I don’t think knocking the ladder over was the adult way of handling the news!”
Hiding Christmas presents from the wife and kids has gone to a higher level!
Hiding Christmas presents from the wife and kids has gone to a higher level!
A little to the left…
A little to the left…
Well, well. I seem to have started my endurance training for the New River Valley Triathlon.
Well, well. I seem to have started my endurance training for the New River Valley Triathlon.
And I didn’t think I needed a gutter helmet!
And I didn’t think I needed a gutter helmet!
♫ All I want for Christmas is my two front teeth. ♫
♫ All I want for Christmas is my two front teeth. ♫
I like them all, but I laughed out loud at Ryan Stewart’s contest entry! Excellent!
I like them all, but I laughed out loud at Ryan Stewart’s contest entry! Excellent!
Uh, honey? Help please?
Uh, honey? Help please?
“Christmas Light Thief Gets What He Deserves”
“Christmas Light Thief Gets What He Deserves”
This should keep the neighbors guessing.
This should keep the neighbors guessing.
“F***!!!!!”
“F***!!!!!”
Santa! WAIT!!
Santa! WAIT!!
A little help, Clark.
A little help, Clark.
Oh, I was supposed to hang the LIGHTS?!
Oh, I was supposed to hang the LIGHTS?!
“Huh. I can see my house from here.”
“Huh. I can see my house from here.”
“If I wait long enough Santa himself might lift me up onto this roof.”
“If I wait long enough Santa himself might lift me up onto this roof.”
“ok ok i’ll actually hang up the lights, even though there’s only a month left till the x-games, and i’m not near ready to compete”
“ok ok i’ll actually hang up the lights, even though there’s only a month left till the x-games, and i’m not near ready to compete”
“I knew I should’ve asked Santa for a ranch-style…”
(teehee–see how I got real estate in there too?)
“I knew I should’ve asked Santa for a ranch-style…”
(teehee–see how I got real estate in there too?)
I don’t need no stinkin’ ladder!
I don’t need no stinkin’ ladder!
“Mummified corpse hanging from gutter.”
Too obvious?
“Mummified corpse hanging from gutter.”
Too obvious?
“Schmidt’s insurance. Because Schmidt happens.”
“Schmidt’s insurance. Because Schmidt happens.”
Dear Eight Pound, Six Ounce, Newborn Baby Jesus, in your golden, fleece diapers, with your curled-up, fat, balled-up little fists pawin’ at the air… I hope Carl set up the inflatable nativity scene below me – kthnxbai #justsayin
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Dear Eight Pound, Six Ounce, Newborn Baby Jesus, in your golden, fleece diapers, with your curled-up, fat, balled-up little fists pawin’ at the air… I hope Carl set up the inflatable nativity scene below me – kthnxbai #justsayin
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