Tuesday, May 02, 2006

Create Your Own Caption

This one is at my expense. Go nuts (shit!). I mean, go crazy. This was Christmas day and I just got an "X-Wing fighter". That thing was the shit. Plus, all you guys get to know what I look like in my underwear. Get it while you can, cause I'm taking it down in 5, 4, 3, 2, 1......

12 comments:

Anonymous said...

Red 2: Look at the size of that thing.
Red Leader: Cut the chatter, Red 2

Crystal said...

i am going to tell mom you are dangerously close to my p-zone and you will get grounded again.

The Grunt said...

Come on, you guys can do better than this.

Crystal said...

c'mon, grunt. don't give us any shit. you put a disturbing picture like that up and expect us to come up with something funny? you are a sick individual.


need a nurse?

Scott said...

Umm wow, don't know what to say. I am at a loss.

Scott

Anonymous said...

what crystal said!

Chief Scientist said...

"How do little Jedi get made? Well, when you're older, your X-wing or Y-wing chromosome fighter will navigate a narrow canyon and shoot a missile into a port on Mrs. Jedi's Death Star which is almost impossible to hit otherwise, even with a Commodore 64 ..."

Chris Wilson said...

Dude, you touch my Jedi Fighter again and I'm going to drop you like 3rd period French.

Queue_t said...

it's mine, get your grubby hands off it. that's what my brother would have said, then he would have said and don't breathe either.

Anonymous said...

Oh, I dunno, I thought Vera did it up good.
A direct quote, applicable, even could be construed as complimentary, I mean.
Its the whole package!
I say give the woman some beef jerky!

The Grunt said...

Hooray, you guys finally brought it. Thanks for helping me get over a traumatic period of my life: My brother fondling R2D2. For the life of me I don't remember who it was or why they took this picture. It had to be one of my sisters. For the record, my brother's only sin towards me was driving me to a vacant lot and leaving me there by myself for hours...oh, and a bunch of other henious shit. But, he never pulled an "Uncle Chester" on me. When I lived in Phoenix, my tighty whities were all the clothing that I ever needed.

Vera said...

Yah! What Logo said!!
I'll be expecting my beef jerky in the mail, Grunt.