Hey everybody, it’s time to play Twistie’s Sunday Caption Madness again!
As in the past, I present you with a photograph. Hit me with your best captions for it. Unlike times past, when I return on Saturday I will declare a winner. Your fabulous prize is, well, only bragging rights, but it’s still fun to play.
So here’s the image. Give me a good caption:
Most of all, have fun!
Helga couldn’t quite understand why every party she’d attended that night ended abruptly after she burst into song…..
Comment by Babs — October 21, 2007 @ 1:42 pm
“Don’t kill the wabbit!”
Comment by Diane — October 21, 2007 @ 2:50 pm
Vhat do you mean, ‘Madonna wore the exact same bra in the Nineties’?
Comment by teapunk — October 21, 2007 @ 3:51 pm
I’d flash you my boobs for some beads, but I left my can opener home.
Comment by gemdiva — October 21, 2007 @ 4:24 pm
Brunhilda says: “It’s time for the President to go home!”
(if you can’t see the YouTube piece, go to http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9eDJ3cuXKV4)
Comment by Cat — October 21, 2007 @ 4:36 pm
Huggie-hugs!
Comment by Sniper — October 21, 2007 @ 5:43 pm
cold, cold, coLD, COLD!
Comment by g-dog — October 21, 2007 @ 6:12 pm
What? No jokes about being “horny”?
Comment by Jenna — October 21, 2007 @ 7:00 pm
Brünnhilde wished she had an infinite number of breasts upon which to mount her lovers’ hats; but alas – she had only the two, so had to choose among her favorites.
Comment by dangermouse — October 21, 2007 @ 7:10 pm
This is your fairy godmother *points to Disney cartoon* …..And this is your fairy godmother on drugs. Any questions?
Comment by perletwo — October 21, 2007 @ 7:45 pm
Tell me my high C is pretty….NOW!
Comment by Lolo — October 21, 2007 @ 8:18 pm
The valkyrie, Sigrun, daughter of Hogni, puts Dagr under a powerful curse after which he is obliged to live on carrion in the woods.
Comment by roya — October 21, 2007 @ 9:43 pm
“Siegfried, vat do you mean you cannot vemember vere ze schnitzel-wurst-hofbrauhaus ist? ‘I sought it vas just down from ze jazz club.’ How many jazz clubs are zere in New Orleans??? Dumbkopf! Do you vant me to call down ze wrath of all of mein sisters RIGHT HERE on ze strasse?”
Comment by Meg Q — October 21, 2007 @ 10:32 pm
80% of women wear the wrong size bra!
Comment by stace — October 22, 2007 @ 2:13 am
Seigelinde realizes that her thong underwear must have gotten mixed up in the laundry basket with that of her much-smaller roommate, Ermengard.
Comment by Style Spy — October 22, 2007 @ 9:45 am
“Teutonic Plague”
Comment by Zenevieva — October 22, 2007 @ 9:47 am
Owww! I should have gotten the M cup!
Comment by slownews — October 22, 2007 @ 10:21 am
The horns of a dilemma indeed.
Comment by Abigail — October 22, 2007 @ 2:14 pm
“What do you mean, Mardi Gras starts NEXT week?!”
Comment by Shawna — October 22, 2007 @ 3:32 pm
“We’re out of potatoes?!”
Comment by Scandy — October 24, 2007 @ 3:43 pm
Helga was destined to lead a lonely life, as she suffered from the rare horned breast disorder, and thus ran the risk of impaling all who came close to her. She found solace in singing and collecting beads. Sadly she also was lead to believe that imbibing copious amounts of beer would cure her. The only time she was not looked upon as a circus freak was during Mardi Gras.
Comment by Kimks — October 24, 2007 @ 9:29 pm
Ultra-Mammary Mega-FemBot, prepare to LAUNCH.
Comment by QuiteLight — October 25, 2007 @ 8:28 pm