So, how many points did I get in this week's caption competition ? Nada, Nuffink, Llaggeryb.
Let me state this for the record. I do know where everybody lives. I do own bricks. I love the sound of breaking glass.
Never mind, it's only a bit of fun. Yes, it's only a sodding bit of bleeding fun. A bit of heart-breaking, soul-destroying, ego-corroding FUN. Fun ha ha ha! Do you hear me? FUN! HA HA HA HA HA HA!
Well, I shall not be entering this week. Not out of a sense of misplaced pique. Even I am not that childish. No, I just will not have time. I have a lot to do in preparation for something of which I am very excited about. In fact I am hugging myself about it now. When the time is ripe I shall reveal all. It's no big secret, but I want to get it right from the start. So, lots of preparation needed, hence no competition entry. See? No hissy fitting.
Actually, Brendan, after looking at the others for a second time, your cartoon is funnier than most of the others. Okay, I do think that the competition caption isn't very good, but some of them are quite poor (and far too obvious). I like the Creature's expression and Igor seems to be creased up - is he thinking what I'm thinking? Well, probably not, but then I always lean towards the seaside postcard.
ReplyDeleteSteve Bell drew a seaside postcard for a Guardian summer special that still creases me up. It had all the subtlety of a flying hod of bricks. The caption was, "Have you seen my great big cock?"
ReplyDelete(it was a giant male chicken.)