January 19, 2005

Drip Drip Drop There Goes A Nerdgasm

Instead of providing a single practice caption for the readership, all captions except for the first (click on the thumbnail for a larger picture) are up for grabs. In the likely event that your submission in the comments is better, it will be promoted as an add-on. Of course, if it is then one-upped by some other commenters, it goes *poof* and is replaced. Or maybe nothing remotely resembling this plan will transpire. Who knows?

"U.S. President George W. Bush and first lady Laura Bush wave to thousands of fans at the 'America's Future Rocks Today: A Call to Service' concert in Washington January 18, 2005." Ah, yes. Party on, Garth! Party on, Wayne!

This innocent gesture by performer Ruben Studdard sent thousands of pasty inauguration concertgoers into a full-fledged panic. ("Walter Payton has returned as a bloated zombie... and the people love it!"-- HWRNMNBSOL)

So this is what happens when a tornado hits a thrift store inhabited by Adam Ant's bastard son.

The one thing you must never forget: no matter how much he cries, no matter how much he begs... never, ever feed him after midnight. ("Nanotechnologically-enhanced marmosets- you pull the pin, throw and LOOK OUT!"-- Vestal Vespa)

Never mind that noise, Senator. It's just the ethereal, tortured screams of the damned that seem to materialize every time I solemnly swear to do something.

The Bush Administration Guide To Ski-Jumping is about as reliable as you'd expect.

Now you'll never, ever die, Schnookums! ("You've said your goodbyes, now make with the puppy! He is the pope's dog now."-- Drew at Scamboogah)

Tough choice, but I'll still have to go with the geisha on the right.

You never know where a Mary Kay Cadillac will show up next! ("Man, one guy puts a red shirt in a load of whites..."-- Hank P)

Now we'll never wean him of the sweet taste of royal flesh.




Posted by Norbizness at January 19, 2005 12:33 AM
Comments

Tour de force there, Norb.

Posted by: doghouse riley at January 19, 2005 12:05 AM

Condi, "I swear I got this pearl necklace from my husb-, uh, the President."

Posted by: Scaramouche at January 19, 2005 12:47 AM

What the - must have made a wrong turn back there.

"How many brothers are here tonight?"

Short on hidden mike #3

"Den we dip the stick in hot oil, tastes delicious."

"Whatever..."

"Hey Peter ... I can see your house from up here."

"Mmmmm... I love that smell of incense."

"Look Lady, if you want to learn how to do 'the robot' you're going to have to concentrate."

Man, one guy puts a red shirt in a load of whites ...

"This is bloody worse than getting kissed by the Queen."


Posted by: HankP at January 19, 2005 02:16 AM

Third pic:

Donald Rumsfeld's son volunteers to show how you can easily sing the 'Battle Hymn of the Republic' while your scrotum is wired to a generator.

Posted by: FYI at January 19, 2005 06:14 AM

Be gone Fargoona, evil canine-rat spirit! Leave that woman.

Posted by: Chris at January 19, 2005 08:37 AM

"Whose joint? Whose joint? Whose joint...whose joint!"

Walter Payton has returned as a bloated zombie -- and the people love it!

"I only wanted to be your sidekick, Incredible!"

"We swears it! we swears it on the Precious!"

T'Pring may have updated her wardrobe, but she still presides over the Pon Farr ritual in stately fashion.

Look, it's doesn't MATTER if they had snow or not. Would you be happier if Saddam Hussein was still in office, hippie?!

"Thy pet hast no metal objects, my daughter, but thou must still remove thy shoes before thou enterest the basilica."

Do you solemnly swear to uphold the Constitution of the United States of America and the Three Laws of Robotics?

"Cigarette? Chocolat? Leetle Boy?"

Fergie bears the royal seal of approval.

Posted by: HWRNMNBSOL at January 19, 2005 09:28 AM

"If you look under the President's right arm, you can see the evil ghost of Billy Corgan"

"Everyone throw your set in the air and see if you can get the hot dog guy's attention like you just don't care!"

"Terry Gilliam's latest project, a clone of himself mixed with Seann William Scott is plagued with setbacks"

"If Yan can Cook these little bastards, you can too. Chao Chen!!"

"Hey brothers and sisters, why is it you do not slip me some skin up high. I believe the current venacular is 'Do not leave me hanging'"

"Robby Kneivel finally wins his father's approval after jumping Cleveland after having his upper torso removed"

"You've said your goodbyes, now make with the puppy! He is the pope's dog now."

"In the new new-Nazi party, we won't discriminate against you just because you're a robot or a japanese woman"

"See if you can slip this to Mohammed. It's a mixtape I made"

"Still not as creepy as making out with prince Andrew"

Posted by: drew at January 19, 2005 09:52 AM

1. One of the Cosby kids, the leader of the Teen Aryans, and Wednesday Addams cheer on the president as the souls of the damned fill the foreground.

2. This is as close to bridging race relations as Bush is going to get.

3. I CRUSH YOUR HEAD! I CRUSH IT!

4. Nanotechnologically-enhanced marmosets- you pull the pin, throw and LOOK OUT!

5. Condi forgot her Mr. Hat puppet.

6. Stealth technology hits the slopes!

7. Yo Quiero eternal salvation.

8. She's a maniac! Maaaniac, on the floor!

9. This year's Haj is aimed at promoting breast cancer awareness.

10. You know she only got him as a pet to make her look thinner.

Posted by: Vestal Vespa at January 19, 2005 10:33 AM

8. Omegatron shocked reporters at his unveiling by transforming into an F-18 and flying up the kimono of an old woman.

Posted by: Felix at January 19, 2005 12:07 PM