Submit the worst possible caption for this New Yorker cartoon. Click here for details. Click here to see last week's results.
And don't forget the Thanksgiving anti-cartoon contest (a joint venture, unwitting on their part, with WNYC, so please remember to cross-post in both groups). The bar is already set pretty high (er, low).
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Winner
"Wha... Where'd the genie go? Well, if he granted my wish, I'm now a big stud. But where's your twelve-inch pianist? Oh, I see. It's in your pants." �mypalmike
Finalists
With every passing second you spend attempting to mock me, Hasbro gains more mind share. Hahahaha!" �A S. M. Musculus
"[Silence, because potato-head statues don't talk, and the guy at the bar is just quizzically contemplating the odd decor.]" �John Tabin
Honorable mention
"Do you want to know my REAL name or my POTATO name?" �Johnny V
