Submit the worst possible caption for this New Yorker cartoon. Click here for details. Click here to see last week's results.
Winner?
Honestly, I didn't read a single entry this time. Let's call it a 200-way tie.
Honorable mention chose by guest judge Mo Buck
My cone isn't truncated. (groan)
"Well, we're not allowed to use waterboarding anymore."
I thought it might be funny like if some random passerby were to come by, it may look like somebody had fallen through but besides that, no, there's no reason I made the whole in the shape of a man.
Why, I'm fishing for the elusive double-tailed splay-finned Canadian muskellunge, of course.
"Yep. Harry was a man of his word. He said that the moment he came across the world's biggest thimble he would end it all in a particularly odd -- yet efficient -- fashion."
We are going to play a trust building game. Please stand at the base of my ice hole and raise your hands perpendicular to the ground.
"The fishing's not so good, but just to be at the place where the Universal Product Code was invented is well worth the trip."
"He wants to call it a 200 way tie. Let's see how he feels about that when I pull him back up."
