The New Yorker Cartoon Anti-Caption Contest #189

WINNER:
"I just pray that somewhere there's a voodoo doll in an extraordinary amount of pain."
TG Gibbon
SECOND PLACE:
Next time, how about if you get the acupuncture and I get the back rub?"
Joel Jacobs
HONORABLE MENTIONS:
Once my coffee stirrer porcupine outfit is finished, I can consummate my bizarre sex ritual on this dead prostitute.
Roger Kaputnik
"I've got the puncture down, but I'm still working on the accu."
Tom
"Damned stupid box of Acupuncture needles fell on me. Can we reschedule?"
Johnny V
"I have become so distressed at Radosh's tardiness in judging his contest that I have decided to commit suicide. Very, very slowly. And you?"
Galoux
The New Yorker Cartoon Anti-Caption Contest #188

WINNER:
I’ve trained them to tune my piano. I call them my tune-a-fish. It boosts their smelly little egos.
Geo_7
SECOND PLACE
"And the piano, it sounds like a carnival! And the microphone smells like a beer! And they sit at the bar and put fish in my piano, despite my constant and overwrought reworking of songs to emphasize the damage it does to my piano! Oh la la la di da da..."
t.a.m.s.y.
HONORABLE MENTIONS:
"And then, as I left to go to my dressing room, I said to this fag:'You don't know the difference between tuning a Concert Grand and tuna fish!"
Mack Pate
Thank you! I've been here all week!"
Francis
1 comment:
"Thanks for honorably mentioning us!"
Johnny V
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