Monday, September 21, 2015

New Yorker Anti-Caption Contest No. 491





20 comments:

  1. "No Mr. Bond, I expect you to dive."

    Jim Cavanaugh

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  2. "Hey! No cannonbulls."

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  3. Somebody's gotta tell Ralphie he's not a guy in a suit.

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  4. Hey, no blacks in the pool.

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  5. "Wow, all that cock has turned Louganus into a buffalo"

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  6. "That should get him at least a 9.8. Oh, I forgot. There's no judging anymore."

    Jim Cavanaugh

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  7. I thought you said this club didn't take Jews.

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  8. "It's a Greg Louganis ... The testicles end up under the chin!"

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  9. "So this is where the trail of the buffalo ends?"

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  10. Would some tell this idiot that Buffalo wings are made from chicken?

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  11. "I think that's a water buffalo, not a bison."

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  12. "That explains why the water is so filthy."

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  13. "It really gets embarrassing after he's had a few drinks and becomes aroused."

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  14. "I think he's showing off to your blow-up doll."

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  15. A red-faced John Beoner attempts to exit the party gracefully.

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  16. “Pope issues papal bull allocating 500,000g of holy water for public blessings.”

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  17. "Watch it now, watch it. There it go, there it go- watch it now or it'll get ya. Matty told Hatty, 'bout a thing she saw. Had two big horns, and a wooly jaw. WOOLY BULLY!

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  18. "I'll give you two bucks if you land on my wife."

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  19. "I'm looking at Enola-fucking-Gay in microcosm."

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  20. "I like your gnu diving board."

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