
This time, the winner gets a Moleskine notebook paid for out of my own pocket. So you’d damn well make it GOOD, folks.
Winner announced Monday.
UPDATE: Due to my mother’s visit, which lasts until Friday, I’ll be a bit too busy for blogging. Ergo, I’m going to keep the contest open. Winner announced Sunday.




Tuesday, March 17th, 2009, 9:07 am | 

March 10, 2009 at 9:32 pm
Cannot believe I am writing this…
“So do you want me to reach-around, or not?”
March 11, 2009 at 5:54 am
What is thy bidding my master?
March 11, 2009 at 7:51 am
God, I wish I knew how to quit you…
March 11, 2009 at 8:41 am
Chris Mathews says he’s tingling again. When can you meet him?
March 11, 2009 at 5:55 pm
I never imaged how much hotter you’d be once in power, I must have you NOW!
March 11, 2009 at 10:43 pm
Win.
Sorry, I can’t top that one either. LOL
March 12, 2009 at 3:22 am
“You have to unzip before you piss.”
March 12, 2009 at 8:49 pm
“Just say the word and Limbaugh’s death will look like an overdose.”
March 13, 2009 at 1:45 pm
“This time Pinky we’re going to TAKE OVER THE WORLD!”
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March 14, 2009 at 8:00 pm
No sir, we can’t just print more money.
March 15, 2009 at 12:01 am
Sir, screaming, “This is SPARTA.” is only funny to 12 year olds, and I don’t think it’s scaring our enemies.
March 15, 2009 at 8:10 pm
I concur with the devil on your left shoulder.
March 17, 2009 at 9:30 am
“Gray pinstripe suit, green tie, third row back, second from the left… He’s a conservative. Change him now, before they lose hope.”
March 18, 2009 at 6:44 am
Don’t look now, but Venomous Kate is here. She put our pictures up in her blog for a damned “Caption Contest” that she’s dragging out. I could make her disappear for you.
March 18, 2009 at 9:39 am
Yes sir, economic decisions are most difficult. I suggest you try “scissors” this time.
March 18, 2009 at 7:06 pm
“Now cough”
March 19, 2009 at 9:29 am
“Oh, Mr. President, I’ll make you bark like a dog.”
“And then he said to me, ‘Ohmigod, your shoes are to die for’ and then I said ‘Get out’ and then he said ‘No really’ and then I said ‘These old things?’ and he said ‘I simply have to have a pair’ and then I said…”
“Don’t look. That money stack with the eyes from Geico is right over there.”
March 19, 2009 at 9:35 pm
Sir, Hillary wants her balls back.
March 22, 2009 at 9:34 am
Cheney is still on the lawn and won’t leave. He dismantled the swingset and is growling about how Blackwater can rebuild it for only 3 billion. The new plans turn the slide into a waterboard and added electrified handcuffs to the jungle gym to ” teach those little terrorists a lesson “
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