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Wow.

You know how to make things hard on a blogger, don’t you?

Last week, I whalloped you all with this deathless image:

… and you assaulted me right back with six deliciously deranged responses featuring leisure and fashion.

You hit me on my weakest possible sides with geek references galore. You made me cackle multiple times.

Frankly, this one made me waffle more than an IHoP. And while they may not be the ultimate winners, I would like to give special love to Jade Wombat for this delicious combo plate of sci-fi and kidlit:

The Santa robot aliens, after their defeat in London by Dr. Who, invaded America where they were confronted by Dr. Pooh.

… and to our own, our very, very own Gemdiva for this classic movie reference:

Now listen up, I’m hot, cranky and I hate undercover work, so make yourselves comfortable. We are NOT leaving this field until I find out which one of you usual suspects is Kaiser Soze.

In the end, though, there can be but one.

This time, and even though it’s kind of long to be a caption, it’s TeleriB for causing a huge mess on my monitor screen with this gloriously crazed response:

“And when I say ‘Sacks up!” I mean sacks up NOW! Not ‘in just a second,’ not when you feellike it! IS THAT CLEAR, SANTA JOHNSON?”

“Sergeant Bear, yes, Sergeant Bear!”

“Good! Now pick that sack UP and let’s get jolly! We will be adding five additional rooftop sprints this afternoon to help Santa Johnson remember his sack. Santas! Move out!”

Congratulations, Jade Wombat, Gemdiva, and most of all TeleriB! And thanks to everyone who played.

Helloooo my beauties!

It’s time once again to play Twistie’s Sunday Caption Madness. You all know how this works. I post a picture that’s lying awake nights longing desperately for a funny caption or seven. You provide said captions via the comments function. Next week I declare a winner and we all break into a merry chorus of  the Yes, We Have No Bananas Blues.

This week’s image comes from the depths of the Where’s Salvador Dali When You Need Him File, and it looks a little like this:

Ready… set… snark!

Oh my darling Clementines, and Meyer Lemons, and Blood Oranges, and other assorted citrus fruits.

Last week I shot this bizarre image your way:

… and you retaliated with a positive cornucopia of deliciously deranged captions.

With so much funny to choose from, it was no easy task to pick a winner, but pick a winner I did.

This week’s winner is the fabulous Bette Noir for the combination of her awesome handle and tremendous insight into crocodile psychology with this tit for tat response:

“Yeah? Well maybe I think *you* would look great as a Birkin!”

Congratulations, Bette Noir! And thanks to everyone who played.

Hey there everyone! It’s time once again to play Twistie’s Sunday Caption Madness.

You all know how this works. I post a picture that’s simply barking at the moon for a good caption or three. You provide said captions via the comments function. Next saturday I declare a winner and we all take satisfaction in a job well done.

This week’s image comes to you courtesy of the Imaginary Boxing Federation and looks a little like this:

Ready… set… snark!

You fabulous things, you.

Last week I whacked you all across the faces with this exercise in animal cruelty:

… and seven of you fought valiantly back with hilarious captions for it.

In the end, though, there can be but one winner. This week it is the snarkalicious Smark for this bon mot juste:

Sarah Jessica Barker on the set of Rex in the City.

Congratulations, Smark! And thanks to everyone who played.

How do all!

It’s time once again to play Twistie’s Sunday Caption Madness. You all know how this works. I post a picture that’s begging for a caption like Oliver Twist wants more gruel. You provide said captions via the comments function. Next week I declare a winner and we all boogie down with glee.

This week’s image comes from the Sartorial Cruelty to Canines file and it looks a little like this:

Ready… set… snark!

Oh my beloveds.

Last week I walloped you all with this deathless image:

And was smacked right back in the kisser with eleven painfully appropriate responses. You did not make this easy for me. You hit me on my weak side with references to Dr. Who, tacky dances of my childhood, and superstars who make me wince.

But in the end, there can be but one winner. This week it’s the deliciously deranged BJ who officially owes me a new monitor for this unexpected offering:

And it’s also a can opener.

Congratulations, BJ! And thanks to everyone who played.