Well, after the rush of comments for the last event, I am pleased to announce blogless John's eminent victory with:
'Still thinking in terms of purely Newtonian physics, are we?'
Congratulations John! You win the right to lord it over us lesser mortals and generally look a bit smug until someone else wins.
So onwards! Below lies the new competition picture! Suggestions for a caption to be deposited in the comments box in conventional fashion, please thank you please...thank you.
Please.
Nah, we can skip the queues. Just wave your arms frantically - we'll be up there in no time!
Feel the force young Sky Walker.
Soon grasshopper, you too wil be able to feel a man's crotch at 3 paces. Focus, you nearly have him!
and a step one-two-three...
"I know, it's hard to believe isn't. The average American waist size is this much. Incredible!"
"Okay, once we have finished our body popping practice, there is an uprock down at the youth centre. Let's go freestyle their ass!"
"No, man. I love you THIS much."
"You do the Hokey-Pokey and you turn yourself around - That's what it's all about!"
Dammit. Beaten to the hokey-cokey.
Er.. will need to think now.. dammit!
"I'm telling you, if you just hold them out like this we can empty that guy's bottle.. look, its working!!"
(poor, I know)
"Let's do the Time Warp again!"
I'm having trouble coming up with a happy thought.
You call this a come-on from the whores on Seventh Avenue?
Street Yoga - the dvd.
'yeah, just like that, but you've got to move them up and down to get off the ground, otherwise it'll look like you're just standing there with your arms out.'
"see? i told you it would take more than two of us to span the globe."
Jeff and Ken wondered whether it was finally time to disband the Deodorant Commercial Re-enactment Society.
In a few more years you'll be ready for an actual tightrope.
It was THIS big. No, REALLY, it WAS THIS BIG.
What, are you taking the piss? I work here!
No, no, Seriously - if we can just get our hands together we can harnass electrical power from the atmosphere and solve this whole energy crisis thing. Come on now, REACH!
Jonas' mom could never quite get the hang of the electric boogie.
The process of imprinting (i.e., social bonding to a parent figure) occurs in ducks, geese, and orphaned newspaper vendors.
As Chan was urging him to try out his levitation powers, Burt noticed he had a wing sticking out of his arse.
In the case that your erection lasts more than four hours, you should consult a doctor immediately, otherwise, the prescriptive effects might start to spead to other parts of the body.
What a coincidence! Both Wing Yip and Clayton's wives had put far too much starch in their shirts.
Yup. The position is fine. The rocket up the arse is fine. The guy with the water in case of emergencies is fine.... now all we need is someone with a match.