Submit the worst possible caption for this New Yorker cartoon.

•Last week's results. •Rules and tips.

Note: I will not be enforcing the 25 word limit, but if your caption is excessively long, I may just not read it. 5 entries per person.

First Place:
"Here's the shopping list...I'm late for work. Gimme a kiss -- And GET YOUR BARE ASS OFF THE COUNTER TOP -- we cook food there! Jeez..." -- m hartman

Second Place:

"Here's that sample of the wall color you asked for...oh and you have cancer" -- The shark

Third Place:
"Doof deeef ffeexxil plexil booot glepglop feemie" -- Those Fuckers

Honorable Mention:
"You have a benign tumor on your occipital lobe. We're planning a non-invasive laser procedure that will shrink the tumor and return your eyes to normal." -- Beth

"Your transgender process is almost complete, Pat. however, since most of your chart is gone, remind me which direction we're going again." -- LV

"Take me to your litre of urine." -- Rob

"I cheated on my MCATs" -- Gretchen

"Now Mr. Jones, if you could just get down from the table and put on your pants, we can get started with your dental checkup." -- Snooki N. Tish

"I understand it seems a bit odd for census-taking, but may I please have a sample of your stool?" -- Tim H

"What the fuck is wrong with your face??" -- johnnyo

The "I'm a regular here, see!?!" award:

"No Mr. Bond, I expect you to have a stye."

"The homo sapiens here are not what they seem."

"Facsimile, you crazy bastard. How are you?" --NAMBY

9:25 AM :: Comments (130)

Friends, it has come to this.

Eight months ago, as radosh.net began to creak into senescence, I explained why I'd do my best to keep it alive rather than pull the plug and make the leap to Twitter.

While that explanation reflected the best information available to me at the time, the statement, as they say, is no longer operative. Among the many ways in which my personal situation has changed since then, I now have even less time than before for blog-length posts, and, perhaps more importantly, I have a new outlet for the kinds of things I used to blog about.

All of which is to say you can now find me on Twitter under the handle @danielradosh. (Some Czech guy with the first name Rados is squatting on @radosh, though I hope to wheedle it away from him eventually).

That doesn't mean I'm shutting down radosh.net. I'll leave the lights on here as long as al in la wants to keep running the anti-caption contest -- and every now and then my new co-bloggers and I may weigh in on something or other. For the most part, though, Twitter will be my new home for Huckapoo, self-censorship and Why Not Bill Keane updates, as well as anything else that can be squeezed into 140 characters.

I'd like to figure out a way to feed a Twitter group of radosh.net approved folks to this site, if only so it doesn't feel too empty here -- like when New York City painted colorful curtains and flowerpots on the boards they used to cover the windows in abandoned buildings. If anyone with time on their hands wants to help me do that (and maybe some other blog housekeeping) I'd be happy to hear from you.

Be seeing you.

10:34 AM :: Comments (12)

Submit the worst possible caption for this New Yorker cartoon. (Maximum five entrys per person, 25 words per caption.)

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WINNERS

FIRST PLACE
"Hi, wanna see my confetti impression?"-- TG Gibbon