It’s Friday, which means it’s time for the Wizbang Weekend Caption Contest™. Enter your best caption for the following picture:
Winners for this week as well as for last week (whose announcement was overcome by the news on Bin Laden) will be announced Monday morning.
Update: Winners announced. Click the link to read the winning entries. The contest is now closed.
The AQ version of Bagdad Bob “There are no SEALS in the compound. There are no SEALS in the compound.”
Navy Seal training – “Friends, Americans, countrymen, I come not to praise Bin Laden but to doubletap him”
I can see victory over Islamofascism from here!
The new T-Mobile phone promo, “If You Want To Sing Out, Sing Out” featuring the dual personalities Cat Stevens and Yusuf Islam standing back to back.
“Osama’s number goes right to voicemail”
@retired military, It’s at OTB.
“Osama’s number goes right to voicemail”
An Elbownian demonstrates to Dilbert his nation’s new telecommunications satellite.
Written with a Sharpie on the base:
“Keep your tired, your poor, your huddled masses — we have enough of our own”
(pigs be unto him)
“CHARLIE MURPHY’S COOKING JOHNSONVILLE BRATS!!!”
“Fly me to the Moon, Let me play amognst the al-quaeda stars”. – obl
On next week’s, “Dancing with the Taliban Stars!”
Gaddaffy shows off his newest ‘smart’ bomb.
I think I can see Sarah Palin’s house from here.
“Moammar- there are no bugle players in Recon.”
“The Great Islamic caliphate prepares to launch it’s first manned space mission…..”
“All the Great Islamic minds were enlisted to solve the riddle of how many mujahedin’s can dance on the head of a pin….”
“Are you crying? Are you crying? ARE YOU CRYING? There’s no crying! THERE’S NO CRYING IN JIHAD!”
“Crucifixion…? You’re doing it wrong…”
Afghan journalists have to overcome tech problems to post the truth.
In America, the truth has to overcome the journalists.
“For my next trick, I’m going to need a volunteer from the audience, an AK-47, and a suicide bomb vest….Anyone? Anyone….? Bueller?”
“Okay….who stole my teleprompters…?”
“White House Press Secretary Jay Carney’s lack of credibility and substance has led to a reduction in the number of reporter’s participating in the daily White House press briefings….”
BANG ZOOOM!!
“Rah-rah-ah-ah-ah!
Roma-Roma-ma-ah!
Ga-ga-ooh-la-la!
Want your bad romance”
“I don’t want to talk to you no more, you empty headed animal food trough wiper. I fart in your general direction. Your mother was a hamster and your father smelt of elderberries.”
Hey Barry!!!!! Stick this where the sun does not shine.
With budget cuts at the Defense Dept., the newest Pakistani missile contractor introduces their replacement for the Tomahawk missile.
Even with a dual guidance system the AQ space program was a nonstarter when they realized there was no propulsion unit.
“We cannot get our jihad-rocket off the ground. The propulsion unit lacks power. Quickly, we need more felafel and humus….!”
“Fire me, boy!”
(What? You’re too good for a Tick joke?)
And our next dancer on the pole….Jasmine.
Cell signal locked on. Impact in 5….4….3….
“As Allah is my witness, as Allah is my witness they’re not going to lick me. I’m going to live through this and when it’s all over, I’ll never be hungry again. No, nor any of my folk. If I have to lie, steal, cheat or kill. As Allah is my witness, I’ll never be hungry again.”
(with deepest apologies to Margaret Mitchell)
The Afghani Intelligence Agency is proud to announce the launch of their first spy satellite. Well, sort of.
A close second in the “what to do with OBL’s body” contest. It was finally nixed when the judges could not find anything on mounting and stuffing “in strict conformance with Islamic precepts and practices.”
Is this really the largest tarmac we could afford?
Iran unveils a new monument that celebrates all of the accomplishments of the Muslim world over the past 500 years.
No, dangnabbit. I said the sheriff is a ni-DING.
There’s Present Oh leading from behind.
Update: Winners announced. Click the link to read the winning entries. The contest is now closed.