Trudy just couldn't shake an eerie feeling that someone was behind her.Okay people...make me laugh! The winner will be chosen by my hilarious BFF Erin. The lady knows comedy so bring your "A" game. What do you win, you ask? Bragging rights and that's about it. We're on a budget over here! I will make a big deal about how funny you are and link back to your Bliggidy Blog. Instant fame!
Simply post your caption or story in my comments!
28 comments:
Most Little Rock citizens shocked at the sudden influx of Europeans moving to their small town....not Nadine Crenshaw. "I think they add some spice to this town and Lord knows we could use it!"
Oh, Daddy, are you going to pish in the lake again??
So, THAT'S where my thong went!
Earl: "Honey - put that blasted camera down and get over here and help me get this bait hook outta my junk"
hahaaa!! oh my sweet goodness...that caught me off guard! hmmm a caption..i'm drawing a blank...its late!!
Laughing too hard....losing...oxygen...to...brain...
Honey? Are you ready to go to my dive meet?
Trudie was unaware that it was Super Hero's laundry day. These things just creep up on you totally unaware!
"No honey...you don't use that pole to fish with...."
Keep em' coming guys. Y'all are cracking me up!
Leigh
There are worse things than ants that can ruin a lovely picnic!
And who says wiener air guitar in thongs ain't cool. Just look at this guy Trudy has posed with. He's got style, flare, white legs with a bit of muscle recogonition. Bright colors to stand out, cause that's all the flare in fashion right about now. (Now in the tune of Rockin a beer gut - sing it ... "He's rockin the lake shore, all dressed up in yeellll-owww, rockin the lake shore, wearin thongs that used to be his wifeeesss. Rockin the thong yeah, you bet, you thought you were cool, just wait until you've seen, Earl fishin green, he ain't got a brain but he's got ballllllllssss.....Rockin the lake shore..."
Shit like this is why we don't take dad to the lake anymore.
It was on or around this time that they realized Uncle Jimmy hadn't had his medication yet.
The last known photo of Linda and her family.
I've got nothing. I'm laughing too hard!
Earline finally relaxed and conceeded that taking her daddy, Earl, on a picnic on the grounds of the asylum was a good thing. Lately he had been restless when she had visited, and had insisted he was 'Crimefighter Ito,' who dressed like a bumble-bee and did most of his crime-fighting through mental cognition.....Whew, Earline thought, maybe daddy's finally taking his meds again and it's time to take him back home.....
I like Alice in Wonderland's and Leslie's made me lol.
Hmmm... Caption. Caption... Hmmmm.
Hey Kelly, I had this crazy dream last night that I went to the creek with no pants on. (Looks down) Oh shit!
Too many good ones already. They took all my lines! Thank you for stopping by my blog dear one. I'm honored.
No matter how many times Richard pulled out his best air guitar moves, Louise could not be bothered to give him a second glance.
ahhh dammit - i just saw that mental poo was on here now i'm totally screwed. bastard. and i also saw hillbilly took the whole air guitar route. dammit again.
but i am very pleased that you snagged that idea - i love a good laugh and nothing is better than having your followers do your dirty work, hmmm?
I stink at this kind of thing but I love reading other people's comments!
happy saturday sharefest!
stopping by from SITS! have a great weekend :)
"While Trudy lounged and mugged for the camera, and unknown bicycalist who was sorely in need of pants and a drink of liquid, raided her picnic basket"
Ha! That was FUN!
Happy Saturday sharefest!
Hahaha I can't come up with a good one but that's too funny, Happy SITS day!
Earl displays just how sexy one octogenarian can be during his trip to the lake.
Dressing like a banana while simultaneously having your taint stuck to your speedo has never looked so good.
Honey, that IS not what they meant by "fly" fishing.
See honey, I told you bears would be the last thing we would have to worry about.
That was just not right. I sat here for ten minutes before I realized I was staring at naked side old butt for ten minutes. Then I felt the need to take a shower. Thanks Leigh. hee hee
Auntie Maureen always knew something was wrong with Uncle Phil, but when he dropped trou at the lake, she knew he was one one sandwich short of a picnic.
I am not good at this at all, but all the others are TERRIFIC!
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