Submit the worst possible caption for this week's New Yorker cartoon. Click here for last week's results. Click here for an introduction and "rules" to this contest. Click here for amplification of those rules. Click here for contest index.
Sorry, almost forgot to give my own lame entries:
Dammit, Boris, if you're going to pick up strange women, at least have the decency not to bring them into our home.
Shut up, Martha, everybody knows your boa constrictor is a clip-on.
OK, I can take a hint. We'll go see Snakes on a Plane.
Results after the jump
Winner
"Oh heck, it's up to your neck." �Lindsay
Finalists
"You see how clean I keep everything. I'm a clean little boy. But you're a dirty girl. Dirty. Dirty things need to be cleaned up. And I'm a good boy. A good boy who cleans up after himself." �Francis
"Great, you can buy a $500 reptile, but we can't afford to replace this cheap-ass IKEA furniture? I want a divorce." �Patrick Broderick
