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Sine Qua Non



Alright, fine. I couldn't pass up this opportunity to run my first caption contest. Have at it. Winner announced on Monday.

Contest complete.

Posted by Charles Austin at January 24, 2006 11:25 PM


I coulda been a contender...

Posted by: fred at 07:22 AM

"Senator? It's almost time for the hearing. I thought you said you were going to the men's roo- OH MY GOD!!"

Posted by: Captain Wrath at 11:20 AM

"...and I'm sitting here on Capitol Hill..." (Schoolhouse Rock...for those of us who can remember the '70s).

Posted by: Chuck at 06:47 PM

I could've been president, I would've had the election in my pocket, if I just could've found my pants at the time.

Posted by: Rodney Dill at 06:58 PM

"I can't believe Hillary actually told me to shut up and go sit in the corner."

Posted by: Jon at 05:28 PM

Ted goes for the record of being forced to sit in the corner for bad behavior in eight consecutive decades.

Ted Kennedy, putting the ass in Massachussetts for over 60 years.

Less gin, more fiber.

Little Jack's brother
Sat in a corner,
Not yapping his hole for pie.
He put in his foot,
Couldn't give Sam the boot,
And said
What a bad boy am I!

Posted by: charles austin at 08:41 PM

Once again, Ted Kennedy failed to take Dean Wormer's advice to heart.

Posted by: charles austin at 09:51 PM

"Everyone please rise for the dedication of the new Chappaquiddick Bridge."

Posted by: Rodney Dill at 10:13 AM

pssst....Hey Harry, Teddy thinks he's in the crapper again.

Posted by: Sgt Fluffy at 11:20 PM

Ted Kennedy attempts to prove wrong all those who would dare to say that he doesn't know squat!

Posted by: Mr. Right at 02:33 AM

Dean Wormer was wrong. Apparently fat, drunk, and stupid can take you a long way.

Posted by: charles austin at 11:00 AM

Kennedy felt so unloved and his mind just wandered to the chorus of Richard Aberdeen's song:

You can walk like a duck, swim like a duck
Do just like ducks do
Quack like a duck, flap like a duck
Paste feathers all over you
You might smell like a duck, waddle in muck
An leave behind a lot'ta ducky-doo
But if you aint a genuine duck

Posted by: Maggie at 07:38 PM