Submit the worst possible caption for this New Yorker cartoon.
•Last week's results. •Rules and tips.
First Place:
"Can't ... breathe ..." -- Charles
Second Place:
"Honey, maybe you should see a doctor. Your eyes are bigger than my tits." -- J.D.
Third Place:
"I can't figure out where my asshole is." -- David
Honorable Mention:
"Fuck you and your sweater vest. Stop being such a cheapskate and turn up the thermostat." -- A. Jorgensen
"The doctor with the shadow puppets said it's supposed to smell like fish." -- mike
"Honey, don't you see? One tit in the last issue, my luscious breasts in this issue. By next week, the readers will be ready for some camel toe, and it won't be long until the readers will expect nothing less than graphic girl-on-girl lovin and hair-tearing all-nude catfights!" -- Barb
"Fuck the rules! This week, I'm showing my tits in the New Yorker and submitting more than 5 captions to the anti-caption contest." -- mypalmike
Suck up to the judge award:
"The whore here is piscine." -- J.D.
The "Fuck the rules!" / "50th time's the charm" award:
"I'm getting tired of the same old routine, Yuvie. You read, I show my tits, and morons propose clever captions and anti-captions until some deadline passes. How about we take a stance...end it right now...shake things up: LET'S GO ANAL TONIGHT!!!!" -- m hartman
(but seriously, 5 entry limit.)
