It’s Friday, which means it’s time for the Wizbang Weekend Caption Contest™. Enter your best caption for the following picture:
Winners will be announced Monday morning.
Update: Winners announced. Click on the link to read the winning entries. The contest is now closed.
“Can’t a guy take a crap around here without
drawing a crowd?!”
Much to Barry’s astonishment, there was a huge Tea Party behind the door that said Hope and…wait a minute…it said HOPE FOR CHANGE…oops!
“Yep, we GOT him! Boehner sat on my whoopie-cushion on the blue chair!”
Barry was completely shocked to realize there really was an the elephant in the room.
“When Hillary finishes her pole dance, we all
run in and scrape up the greenbacks, bundle
them, and half go to Reid, half go to Sestak!”
Hey! Kids! Get back here! I was just getting to “or treats!”
Is TOTUS here yet?
“Are my golf clubs in here? Oops! Not a closet!”
President Obama looks to see if the Israeli delegation has left the Oval office.
“OK. I’m done with morning prayers”.
“Pssst! Can you get my lighter? It’s next to the picture of me on my desk in my office.”
“Are those guys drinkin’ Slurpees on the carpet?”
“Hey, anyone in here seen my mandate?”
“Hey, anyone in here seen my mandate? It seems to have vanished.”
“Damn, they STILL don’t miss me!”
This sucks! Bill Clinton told me to open this door and my Monica would be there!
Pssst! Hey! How about a little toilet paper
over here!
See this door? See how thick it is? This a
PRESIDENTIAL door! I love it.
“Candygram for Mongo, Candygram for Mongo!
Hell, I ain’t falling for that one!”
“Yes, honey. Daddy DID plug the hole. Now go
back to bundling the PAC money with Mom in
the solarium.”
“…Marlboro drop by helicopter on the roof at
midnight? Roger that, David…and, thanks.”
Wow..
I didn’t think a cigar could fit that far up there!
Good work, my Belle!
“No, Avon Lady…..I DON’T want to try your
hair color product for graying men!!”
“When is a door NOT a door? When it is A-JAR?
Good one Joe…a real rib-splitter…now go
find a martini for that olive in your nose.”
Hey, does anyone know which direction Mecca is from here? I’m late for my afternoon prayer.
( Lord, I apologize for that, and be with the starving pygmies down there in New Guinea. Amen.)
Obama is already starting to bow, in case there’s some foreigner he can apologize to.
Obama is having to sneak since he knows that Rahm won’t let him out of the Oval Office without a teleprompter.
Sorry Joe, we’ve already bought our Girl Scout Cookies for this year.
Hey Barack. You lower the oceans yet?
Rahm thought he’d child-proofed the Oval Office.
Update: Winners announced. Click on the link to read the winning entries. The contest is now closed.