Last week and this week are ridiculously busy for me at work. Crisis communications to the Nth degree for one of our clients, and a buttload of written material that I need to put fingers to keyboard to for another. I stayed a little later at work than normal last night, just so I could check in on everyone’s sites that I read cuz I didn’t get to go over ‘em with my morning coffee.
So since work has been pretty all consuming, I haven’t had a lot to write about that won’t get me Dooced. And I’m not trying to get canned because I wrote about the ridiculously stupid stuff that happens here that also happens in every one of our places of employment, too, I’m sure…
I am staying at a friend’s house this week while she’s in Vegas, because I can’t stand my roommates (a friend and his fiancee). It’s like living in a f*$king Jerry Springer episode, day in and day out. There’s some craziness that’s been going on there that I could write about. Like yesterday morning when I came home at 7AM (spent the night at my girlfriend’s house), and the two of them spilled out of their car - longhaired chihuahua in tow - drunk off their asses. And that kind of shit is just par for the course lately. I think I’ll write a few ‘graphs about them near the end of the week, when I have a few more minutes of slack time available.
So, in the interest of funnin’ with y’all, I’d like to stage another photo caption contest. And seeing as my moniker is Kickball Superstar, I will award yet another official World Adult Kickball Association kickball to the winner. Please have your captions submitted by 9PM Thursday night. I’ll announce the winner around noon on Friday…
I have no idea where this photo came from. I just googled “random weird photo,” and this sucka came up. Have your way with him/her/it!!!
smell you later,
-KS
Don’t listen to him people! I never received my kickball…after giving an awesome caption.
Comment by Melina — March 29, 2005 @
“Chernobyl Barbie never really took off in the market. and
After years with Eunich Ken, Mattel decided to offer Barbie a little something to straddle.”
Comment by Melina — March 29, 2005 @
Be nice, Mel…you never gave me your address to send the ball to!
and you’re caption rules! so far…
Comment by Kickball Superstar — March 29, 2005 @
Years later, when investigating what went horribly wrong at Jurassic Park, they’ll find this was the original source to fill in the missing DNA.
Comment by AnonymousCoworker — March 30, 2005 @
This prototype of “Filthy, Naked, Dinosaur-headed, pole-dancing, Natural Snack” Barbie was canned because of a marketing problem with Adjective Overlaod.
Comment by AnonymousCoworker — March 30, 2005 @
“Put another dollar in my hip-joint and I’ll let you touch my tentacle.”
Comment by AnonymousCoworker — March 30, 2005 @
Damn, ACW!!! the “dollar/hip joint” comment just attracted some unnecessary attention toward my cube, as I just busted out laughing while our Chairman and Executive Creative Director are meeting directly behind me!
The gauntlet’s been thrown, y’all. Step up.
Anyone else notice that all the Barbie comments are making ridiculous Barbie ads pop up on my site today? AWESOME! Wonder what’ll happen if we all start talking about monkey fucking?
Comment by Kickball Superstar — March 30, 2005 @
“Frat whore” Barbie didn’t take off quite as well as the execs at Mattel thought. Although, it did bring back a few warm thoughts of the Halloween party at Theta Chi back in ‘88 to Muffy and Buffy as they bought their girls the doll.
Comment by Melina — March 30, 2005 @
KS,
Thanks for visiting my blog. Your new spot looks great. So I’ve spent the last half hour (at work) thinking of some good captions…I have about 10, but these were the best. This also brought back bad memories of when I was five and went to Disneyland only to find when I returned that all of my barbies had been mutilated by the neighbor boy taking care of our house. Sick freak!
“Little Jenny’s parents could tolerate the rubbing of Barbie’s and Ken’s ’smooth parts’, but this?. Definitely not this.”
or
“Suzie looked on in horror at what she could only guess was the Malibu Stacey Barbie she had given little Jenny for her birthday just a week ago.”
I’m going to be thinking of more all day!
Comment by Bry — March 30, 2005 @
John could not think of a way to accurately describe the strip joint he went to the previous night and decided to make a 3-D visual aid.
However it did not explain why he woke up with said stripper the next morning.
Comment by Becka — March 30, 2005 @
“It was at this point that Barbie figured out her Monster Mask and Metal fetish was NOT going to work out.”
Comment by Lah-Di-Dah — March 30, 2005 @
After landing the Dirty South as a client, Jay decided some serious PR was in order. He felt sure that “barefoot and pregnant” should be replaced with “dirty, masked and riding a shower curtain.”
OR
Humiliated, Barbie vowed never to try to impress any future dates by offering to “play a little game.”
Comment by Vivian — March 31, 2005 @
Finally, a Barbie for Hippies. It’s made of pure LSD and comes with it’s own “starter” hallucination.
Comment by AnonymousCoworker — March 31, 2005 @