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photo in need of a caption

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yeah, let’s caption this kitty. an all-new prize this time around: the admiration of two or three other readers. ok, that’s a lie — it’s the same prize i offer for every photo caption contest. bring ’em on (and keep it clean, or i’ll delete ya).

CONTENDERS

pberry
Bank of America employees contemplate their Halloween after-party options.

Jessica
“What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas!”

rick
“Yes, Frank, I heard what she said. I am looking it up on Urban Dictionary right now… let’s see here, Plushenked? Plushenko? Plushgun? OK, here it is… Plushie…”

dave
what, a cat can’t use an atm in arizona?

Andrew Seely
The remake of Point Break went horribly wrong when they could no longer find president masks.

Chris Saulnier
“Don’t taze me bro”

Rob
“I already told you, I’m not a flasher. I walked up to teller and she said, ‘Please insert your ATM card. Strip down, facing me…’ And so I did…”

Jeff Moulton
I knew I should have chosen a different costume … who knew there would be another cop?

Mark
Yes, yes. That’s right. I’m the new super villain, Kitty Galore.

Chris Holohan
Hey Frank, check it out. Now we can do multi-check deposits.

and the winner is…
let’s try this again. i wrote this part, naming a winner, days ago. but i must not have saved it correctly or something.
so, a tough choice again this time, with a few that caused me to make “out loud noises” when i first read them (my original “contender qualifier”, in the early days of these posts; but i decided there were too many snarky and brilliant captions that didn’t produce an outloud response, that i need to modify that rule).

but, i’m gonna go with dave’s creative, political humor in “what? a cat can’t use an atm in arizona?” professional grade there, dave. you should be in marketing. we raise a glass o’ sumpin’ to thee.

39 thoughts on “photo in need of a caption”

  5. “I swear officer, I was not trying to rob the bank I was just trying to get a loan to buy new clothes.”

  8. “I don’t care what undercover rock you crawled out from, there’s a dress code for detectives in Robbery-Homicide. Section 3-605. 10. 20. 22. 24. 26. 50. 70. 80. It specifies: clean shirt, short hair, tie, pressed trousers, sports jacket or suit, and leather shoes, preferably with a high shine on them.” – Officer Joe Friday

  9. BREAKING NEWS: Kingpin of a massive catnip drug ring is taken into custody.

  10. “Yeah, and how do you tell that to these kids here who have never seen a lion before and now probably won’t have the desire to ever see one again. ” – Officer Joe Friday

  11. “We could’ve piled up a hundred years of great policemen and great detectives: men with honor and brains and guts. You tore down every best part of them. The people who read it in the papers, they’re gonna overlook the fact that WE got you; that we washed our own laundry and we cleared this thing up. They’re gonna overlook all the good. They’ll overlook every last good cop in the country. But they’ll remember YOU. Because you’re a bad cop. ” – Sgt. Joe Friday

  13. 1. “I swear it was only catnip!”
    2. “I know Bob- there’s a first time for everything!”
    3. “You should have been there last night!”
    4. “You should see the one with stars!”
    5. “Can’t I get a bailout?”

  17. “Yes, Frank, I heard what she said. I am looking it up on Urban Dictionary right now… let’s see here, Plushenked? Plushenko? Plushgun? OK, here it is… Plushie…”

  21. “What is the world coming to Dave? They are stealing cats’ mouths now. It’s okay mam, we’re on it. And once again I apologize for that ‘Cat got your tongue?’ joke earlier, I didn’t realize.”

  22. “I already told you, I’m not a flasher. I walked up to teller and she said, ‘Please insert your ATM card. Strip down, facing me…’ And so I did…”

  23. I knew I should have chosen a different costume … who knew there would be another cop?

  27. @ Mark – you said “Yes, yes. That’s right. I’m the new super villain, Kitty Galore.”

    GREAT Bond reference (while cleaning it up a bit)…. :D

  33. Joe Friday: Hold it right there, Whirley. Police officer, you’re under arrest.
    Reverend Jonathan Whirley: I beg your pardon, what is this? Some kind of a feeble joke?
    Joe Friday: Oh, it’s a real knee-slapper, friend, if you consider California Penal Code section 4A, 4207A, 597 and 217 Theft, Kidnapping, Cruelty to Animals and Attempted Murder something to laugh about.
    Reverend Jonathan Whirley: I haven’t the slightest idea what you’re talking about.
    Joe Friday: My partner and I witnessed that little torchlight picnic you threw last night, we’re gonna put you where your kind always ends up – in a seven by seven foot grey-green metal cage in the fifteenth floor of some hundred-year-old penitentiary, with damp, stinking walls and a wooden plank for a bed. Sure, this city isn’t perfect, we need a smut-free life for all of our citizens; cleaner streets, better schools, and good hockey team. But the big difference between you and me, mister, is you made the promise, and I’m going to keep it.

  38. @jeff. ah, crap. i remember writing the winner part, but it must not have saved correctly. thanks for pointing it out.

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