So, Wifesy and I are having a weekend of utter enjoyment. It involves a concert, a filmmaker’s fundraiser with booze and little, tiny, bits of food on crackers, a steak dinner at our lodge, a day of kayaking, and a birthday lunch. We’ll be doing other things, in between those things, but those are none of your business. (Hee, hee, who, who.) We have decided to jam pack this weekend because -apparently- there’s no, “bumping into people” in Los Angeles. You have to make plans, like real adults. So, we’re doing a weekend filled with that. I’m actually looking forward to it. But, don’t worry – in keeping with my 365 posts, do or die, goal – I’ve pre-scheduled some things to “go live” for your wonderful eyes. This is one. I will also be checking in on your comments from my phone and other various technical devices that I have installed in and around my bat-mobile.
Without further ado, all of my past Reggie duties are paid out in full. That means it’s time for another installment of…
“MOTHER OF A CAPTION CONTEST.”
The rules are simple. Caption this photo with your best joke in the comments section. Enter as many times as you like, by leaving as many jokes as you like. The contest lasts for one week. The top three winners are picked and announced. The prizes are either – a Reggie post on my blog, entirely about your blog. (It seems to be pretty good publicity -actually- and will probably get you a couple of followers.) Or – prize number two – my comedy CD, if you are shy and maybe want to keep your blog to yourself or just want to hear my feckin’ loud voice on some personal device of yours. Either way, it’s a win, win. Plus, the comments can be SO fun to read.
This is the picture:
And go…
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You said this was a Craft-matic! Have fun this weekend…lol xoM
Wally looked so ridiculous trapped in the man-eating sofa-bed, that even the poltergeist in the TV was laughing at him.
looool.
Mabel decided that she wasn’t, after all, a hat person.
i somehow love this. it’s out there. totally great.
Sleeper couch was no match for ‘Betty Feeling Eater’.
bwwaaahhhhaaa
Dang it! I told you to check for Aunt Bertha BEFORE you folded up the sofa bed!
lol! everyone needs an ‘aunt bertha’.
I actually had twin great aunts – Eula and Beula – That could be Eula on the sofa – except that she would be laughing her ass off.
I think we should have sprung for a motel room rather than mooching off the folks.
loved
Pat regrets accepting his HMO’s hospital bed.
ok, allan, seriously, you know how to right a joke. hilarious.
I thought this would relieve my brain farts!
totally hysterical
…but the remote is all the way over there…
i hate when that happens!
Drunken Couch regrets eating after 8.
lurve.
Little did Larry know that Bob’s couch was carnivorous.
double lurve.
-/ Note to self: Put fat ass on a diet.
-/ Check out my new “Hide-a-Henry bed”
-/ Honey, come sit on my face!
why do i like number 3 the best? loooool.
She stuffed her fetus inside the pullout sofa and forgot all about it until Spring cleaning.
…that fetus grew hella fast… loool.
I don’t care about the couch! Have you seen my TV?
we could say…”what? this is where i always hide my c*nt…” noooooooooo!!!!!!!!!!! loooooooool.
“Junior! Don’t you dare touch the remooooooo…..te.”
triple lurve.
…and then, and then {snivel, sniff, sniff} and then he jumped off a ran the hell outa here!
ohhhhh, like a craft-matic sexual escapade… dirty birdie!
*sniffle* *sniffle* *sniffle* Um, wha – what’s the definition of a shart again?
ha, ha, you said, ‘shart.’
~ I said Five more minutes!
~ I never get to use the red pillow…
seriously, i want that f’en red pillow!
Are you taking votes? Cuz I totally vote for, “Mabel decided that she wasn’t, after all, a hat person.” by The Waiting.
:>
it’s a good one, ain’t it. and YES, i always love voting…
Yeah, I’m with Wandering Voiceless
Portia x
2 for the waiting!
¡Bean Burritos – The Other Night Treat, my ass!
Just in case no one knows the crazy-ass pork producers slogan. http://www.porkbeinspired.com/towm_promo_heritage_page.aspx
loooooool, i love jokes with links!
When morning wood goes wrong.
The snowman smiled, it’s dark work complete.
“Can’t find your mom? Check the couch cushions, I’m always losing shit there.”
Sick and tired of the 3D fad, Bob’s living room turned on him.
Little couch… Little couch of horror!
And now, a haiku:
Soft, cushy cushions
A sofa so comfortable,
IT FUCKING EATS YOU.
When John told Pat to get bent, CouchBot 5000 took it too far.
The forgotten Poughkeepsie tape.
“Smile!” said douche-bag cousin Gilbert.
My Papa says I’m the best kisser this side of the mountain!
Portia xx