I found this on Fark.com today, and my head almost exploded due the number of jokes that rushed into my brain…
I’m almost entirely out of kickball stuff (I hung up my cleats, by the way. But I’m keeping the moniker.), so the winner of this month’s caption contest will win (and I can’t believe I’m doing this) Chewbacca.
That’s right. I’m giving away the three-inch wookie that parties like there’s no tomorrow.
For those of you who don’t remember, click on the link above and/or check out the picture below.
My only stipulations are these:
1) The winning caption better be freaking HILARIOUS
2) You HAVE to take Chewie out with you at least one night, document it photographically, and post the pics on your site. If you don’t have a site, then email the pics to me, and I will post them here.
3) KSM and KSGP are eligible to win, but MUST follow rules #1 and #2. KSG can enter, but you can’t win, girl. Folks would think I was up to something if my girlfriend won…
So, sharpen your pencils and your wits, cuz it’s go time. Give Chewie a good home.
I’ll give y’all a week on this one. Captions must be submitted by 9AM Monday, September 26th.
With lower lip quivering,
-KS
I saw “Just Like Heaven” on Saturday.
And I liked it. Although Napoleon Dynamite guy’s character sucked.
I also love (that’s right - love) “Laguna Beach,” “My Super Sweet Sixteen” and “Cooking with Paula Dean.”
When I go to the doctor’s office in two weeks to have some moles removed, I’m going to ask if they can remove my ovaries, too.
On a completely unrelated note - Do y’all remember the Thundercats cartoon? If so - or even if, not - go here and check out these audio bloopers from the voice actors!!
Last night was that time for me.
KSG and I spent the afternoon playing the instruments at Costco. Then we tossed a football around for awhile out in the front yard. She’s got a good arm, y’all.
Later that evening, we were watching the Simpsons (i bought season six at Costco, too), and she was quoting lines before they were spoken!
And the clincher? Family Guy came on at 9. We both lost it during the scene when Peter and Michael Moore were in adjacent toilets and they were having a farting contest (they were farting “dueling banjos”). And that’s when I knew (I already knew, but that just solidified it) that I’m keeping her.
Yeah, I know this is sappy. Deal with it.
Later today or tonight, I’ll post about my inaugural improv performance - it was pretty good. My first scene was a damn solo scene - in absolute darkness…
smell you later,
-KS
