Monday, October 19, 2015

New Yorker Anti-Caption Contest No. 495


13 comments:

  1. "Corporate has requested we have group sex on our own time."

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  2. Ellen, show them your tits so we can get on with things.

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  3. "Bachelor number two can't understand a fucking word you're saying, Juanita."

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  4. "We like to bring these guys in when business gets streaky."

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  5. "Well ... It looks like the Trump facsimile wall ... is working!"

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  6. "Ten dollars down, ninety to go...Kitty Carlisle."

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  7. "Gonna keep reading caps until I figure out what those guys are supposed to be."

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  8. Sorry fellows, no one here has heard of "Devo".

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  9. "The Village People are looking for al. They want to sing Happy Birthday."

    Jim Cavanaugh

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  10. "It might look like they're judging you. But they're not. Nobody is judging you. Nobody will ever judge you."

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  11. "It's Bob Dylan, Daniel Murphy, and Bill Keane. Which one should we have killed?"

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  12. sally, did you forget to order the polo ponies again?

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  13. "When I said 'Let's get some streakers' I didn't mean these guys."

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