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April 10, 2006

The New Yorker Cartoon Anti-Caption Contest #46

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.

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Results after the jump

Winner:
"Excellent question. The chairs are vinyl, and can be cleaned with a damp sponge. Now, does anyone have any questions NOT about the nudity?" —Tim C.

Finalists:
"This is the dawning of the age of some budget cuts, the age of needed budget cuuuuts! Budget cuuuuuuts! Budget cuts!" —Josh Jacobson

“You, you’re the problem! All of you! It used to be about the pride of doing a good job, the comradery between co-workers, the satisfaction that came from providing quality goods and services at a fair price. We used to make something other than money, here, but now – now it’s all about profit margins and needless expansion and ‘meeting our numbers.’ Because we have to please you nitwits. There used to be something called ‘loyalty’ in this country. But you, you keep staring at those up-to-the-minute crawls, you keep your broker on speed-dial. You just want to know when it’s going to be the right time to cash out and jump on the Next Big Thing. You – all of you – you make me sick, and I’m going to walk right the hell out of here, just as soon as I’ve finished fucking this lectern.” — J

Last week, I inadvertently selected two captions from the same person as the winner and a finalist. That was not technically against the rules, because there were no rules at the time. Now there is a single rule: while you may continue to submit as many captions as you like, only one caption per person will be honored. I call this the Tim C. rule, and it comes just in time. In addition to Tim C.'s unprecedented two-in-a-row win this week, any of the following from him could easily have been finalists:

"If you keep your eye on the dot in our logo, you'll get a delightful surprise! Unless you're expecting my penis to pop out of it. In which case, it will merely be delightful."

"We'd especially like to welcome the camera crew from HBO's 'Real Sex'. Apparently, they heard that we were unappealing and naked, and that's like catnip for those people."

"This year, we had losses of $3 million, partially offset by the fee we're currently earning from Spencer Tunick."

"And the motion to add Michelle Trachtenberg to our board carries by unanimous assent!"

Posted by Daniel Radosh

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"They give me free drinks if I stay behind the lectern."

Welcome, ladies and gentlemen. This year we lost our shirts. And our other clothing. And, though it's not immediately apparent due to our contorted postures, our pubic hair.

[This one's inevitable, might as well get it out of the way:]

"Shut up, Bob, everyone knows your penis is a clip-on."

Apologies for our appearance. Next year we'll be careful not to schedule our annual report immediately following the Christmas Party.

In a moment we will turn the lights out. If the person or persons who replaced the "C" with "St" puts it back the way they found it there will be no questions asked.

We're here today to discuss changing our corporate logo to something other than a symbol for a fallout shelter.

Let the minutes reflect that Mrs. Smithson has a nice rack for an older gal.

Predicted real-life finalist:
"It's working, it's working, I'm not nervous anymore!... uh, wait a second..."

Radosh.net version:
"It's working, it's working, my erection is finally back - thank you all for indulging me."

"Oh, the *audience* is supposed to be naked? And we're only supposed to *picture* it? In that case, I'd like to apologize to the other board members."

"Good evening, stockholders of WebFriendly, Inc. As you know, we believe the best way to combat webbed-foot prejudice is to force the eye to focus on the rest of the body."

"I'm happy to report that our Nudity.com board members all managed to get here without being forced to put on clothing - all except Peterson, who was arrested on a Delta flight for public drunkenness."

What?

"We asked our What To Wear This Very Second questions at 8:59:59, but nada from Emily."

We here at the new Enron would like to show the world that we have nothing to hide.

"Welcome to the storyboard for the trailer of 'Scary Movie 4.' Keep in mind for the final we'll be at the UN, I'll be Leslie Nielsen, and you'll all be naked, too."

"It's been a good year for Consolidated Merkin."

"Some of you may be wondering where my chair is."

"Does anybody have any questions? Keep in mind I've already explained why I look like Admiral Poindexter."

"What more do you people want?"

"Me remember debate team at Bizarro Hofstra Meniversity. Coach say, 'Imagine audience wear clothes, make you more nervous.'"

"I apologize for the signage. I had thought I was addressing people who owned shares in our company, but apparently you all simply hail from the capital of Sweden. My bad."

As penance for our stock's wretched performance this year, I've tattooed the quarterly earnings chart on my chest and made the board strip and assemble into a flesh pyramid. So do I take this seriously? You betcha!

"We wanted you to know that we have nothing to hide."

"How eerie... I dreamt about this last night."

"$20,000 from the woman in the front. Do I hear $25,000?"

"Does anyone else find it cold in here? Oh shit, I forgot to wear clothes today."

"Welcome to the annual meeting. I'm Mr. Prospero, now let's take a look at the books."

"As you can see, despite their gargantuan feet, the men on our board have tiny -- nay, invisible -- penises."

"If you keep your eye on the dot in our logo, you'll get a delightful surprise! Unless you're expecting my penis to pop out of it. In which case, it will merely be delightful."

"We're pleased to announce that our contract to clothe the emperor has been renewed for another year."

"We'd especially like to welcome the camera crew from HBO's 'Real Sex'. Apparently, they heard that we were unappealing and naked, and that's like catnip for those people."

"This year, we had losses of $3 million, partially offset by the fee we're currently earning from Spencer Tunick."

"And the motion to add Michelle Trachtenberg to our board carries by unanimous assent!"

"Excellent question. The chairs are vinyl, and can be cleaned with a damp sponge. Now, does anyone have any questions NOT about the nudity?"

"Please. We prefer the term 'The Lifestyle'."

"Greetings. I'm Mr. Abercrombie. In a moment, you'll hear from my co-chair, Mr. Fitch."

"As you can see, I'm not just the president of the Pubic Hair Club for Men..."

"As you all recall, our empty suit of a CEO went on trial several weeks ago ..."

My body might be shriveled, but my cock is fucking HUGE.

"We're going to take a five minute break, as we all desperately need to pee."

"Smith thought we should go with the classic three-piece-and-parrot, while Jenkins was pushing for rabbit suits. We thought it was best to avoid the issue altogether."

"I feel that more emphasis should be placed on the value of our assets."

"In light of recent corporate governance scandals, the board has agreed to let shareholders cavity-search for hidden costs. Please, though, only one probe per proxy."

"Unfortunately, all the money we saved on dry cleaning bills was completely offset by the increase in our heating costs."

"Can I get one final volunteer?"

"Yes, we did exchange our clothes for beans, but only after we received assurances that they were, in fact, magic beans."

"Well, I guess one reason we're going public is to buy an 'L' key for our typewriter and avoid any more fiascos like this."

"If there are no further questions, let us commence with the Roman orgy!"

"My name is Frank, and I'm an alcoholic."

“You, you’re the problem! All of you! It used to be about the pride of doing a good job, the comradery between co-workers, the satisfaction that came from providing quality goods and services at a fair price. We used to make something other than money, here, but now – now it’s all about profit margins and needless expansion and ‘meeting our numbers.’ Because we have to please you nitwits. There used to be something called ‘loyalty’ in this country. But you, you keep staring at those up-to-the-minute crawls, you keep your broker on speed-dial. You just want to know when it’s going to be the right time to cash out and jump on the Next Big Thing. You – all of you – you make me sick, and I’m going to walk right the hell out of here, just as soon as I’ve finished fucking this lectern.”

Man, is airport security a bitch!

_Two_ women on the board of directors? That's ridiculous.

"We will proceed, as soon as the gentleman in the center of the front row remembers his manners and removes his hat." The North Koreans are making more attempts to screen the captions (fortunately, so far, ineffectively), so for cover I'll be preceding all future messages with a marginally humorous punchline. I am starting a tunnel, with the help of a fellow inmate we call Hart. He's been here for decades and his mental state is poor -- he's taken to raving about Creationism -- but I have no choice but to trust him.

"This is the dawning of the age of some budget cuts, the age of needed budget cuuuuts! Budget cuuuuuuts! Budget cuts!"

"...Mr. Lay has assured me we will get our clothes back, WITH interest, when he is acquited."

"Well, young man, I'll have you know that the view from up here isn't exactly pretty, either."

Some of you may have been hoping that we can reverse the current trends without major layoffs. But I'm not going to sugar-coat the situation. Actually, I'm out of sugar coating. We've been taking turns applying it to each other's nipples and licking it off.

"We may have appointed two women, but - as you can plainly see - we're still all white."

"Well, that was abominable."

To bare is human, to go public divine.

Let the fucking begin!!!

Our company is doing very poorly. Financially speaking.

Have any of you seen Basic Instinct? Ok...on three!

Insert through the circle inside the triangle inside the circle.

Yes, Andy is a mangina, but now to our first order of business.

We all saw Police Academy 1 last night.

I'm the CEO because I have the best tits.

See, the problem is there are only two women on the board and I think we're all getting just a little tired of the reach arounds.

One more question about our non gap earnings and I'll Tony Danza slap the taste right out of your mouth.

If you think this is bad now, you should have seen what we did on those seats an hour ago.


"Our clothes are still in the dryer."


"You will also note the absence of a chart on an easel."

"Stockholders? More like COCK-holders!"

"Look, We are not a bunch of grummpy middle-aged assholes, we're just drawn that way."

"They say to start with a joke. Are you familiar with one called 'The Aristocrats'?"

"If the person who infected all our clothes with cholera will simply step forward, I promise there will be no repercussions."

"Fuck!"*
* Imperative not interjection

"Well, we've discovered a cure for AIDS that also prevents pregnancy, gives a heart-healthy 4 hour erection, and stimulates vaginal lubrication. We're calling it Ifuxetol."

"...and then the Federal Regulatiasaurus ate all our inventory and stomped all over our production facilities. So that's why we're 600 sticks down this quarter. But we're naked because we're incompetent."

For the crimes that our corporation committed on Earth, we have been sentenced by Satan to live out a scene from the Get Smart movie "The Nude Bomb" for eternity.

Our company is doing so badly that we can't even afford clothes, yet were somehow able to arrange transportation here and rent out enough space to hold our shareholders.

"Permit me to make the following announcement.
The clothes we are missing are: three ladies suits; four gentlemens' suits . Three unisex bras and four pairs of womens' panties, three of them thong-style; one pair of men's boxers with bull-dogs printed on them; one pair of white fishnet hose and six pairs of men's socks; seven pairs of gender-neutral high-heeled boots , and one boy's hat. Two of us were not wearing underpants."

"Last night we went to a strip club."

"Welcome to the next phase in our Campaign for Real Beauty!"

"Our new credo is, 'If you can't find shoes, you must go nude.' So please find us shoes. Or turn off the air conditioning."

"Pardon my shlurred shpeech--The Johnshons are feeding my clothing and I got free drinksh for keeping my tray down. Hic!"

"I'm sure that many of you will be pleased to hear that, though we are still rich in assets, we are finally willing to discuss downsizing."

If my six esteemed colleagues refuse to masturbate, then so do I!

As per keeping with the usual cultural prejudices, I would ask my fellow male board members to carefully conceal their genitals, whereas female board members are free to leave their nipples uncovered if they feel so inclined.

"Good evening, ladies and gentleman. You may think that we will soon be doing a demonstration of the new women's Viagra, but you would be wrong. Actually, we just had a brief gang rape.
Now: on with the presentation."

"Yes, I know, a paper clip or two is no big deal. But after a while, things add up! Therefore, to cut down on office theft..."

"First, the good news: We are entering the initial stage of Rapture."

"And now, to punctuate the grotesqueness of tonight’s meeting, I am going to blow my bent and charred paddy whack."

"Rather than just simply tell you how our stocks did, this year we are going to perform a skit that I ,Mel Brooks, wrote entitled 'Bottoms up'."

"These allegations of financial improprieties must be put to rest once and for all. As you can see, our Board of Directors has nothing to hide."

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