Tuesday, December 12, 2006

Improper Thoughts

Being a proper gentlemen, the sight of a young woman’s exposed forearm was enough to inflame Bertie’s ardour quite dangerously. Thinking quickly, he stabbed himself in the groin with his walking stick. That’ll deal to those improper thoughts - well done, Bertie!

Once again, I don't know if I've actually improved on the original caption:

Jolly good show, Robina!

10 comments:

Anonymous said...

"Choke your chicken? No problem, I'll just role my sleeves up."

Anonymous said...

Adolf's monocle and suit were the perfect disguise, allowing him to move through Switerland in search of the traitorous von Trapps.

Anonymous said...

"I say young lady, what I just saw you do to help that birthing cow ... if I ... well, that is to say ... would you?"

Anonymous said...

"My, that's an impressive schlong you have there sir and, if I may be so bold, most interestingly shaped."

Anonymous said...

Ah, that rash on your forearm is a doozy! Nothing the fury of my crowbar can't fix...

Anonymous said...

Rosie was a latter series replicant so was able to fit in better than poor old bertie. She always had to show him her circuits to prove she was still all "machine".

Anonymous said...

"show me elbow, or i give you a good thrashing, window whore!!"

Anonymous said...

Basil was beginning to feel that he just didn't 'get' Amsterdam ... until he fortuitously wandered into the niche-market area and found himself suddenly transfixed in the "Inhibited English Tourist" section.

joel said...

"how much for this one again?"

The Rev. Jenner J. Hull said...

The sign was Robina touching her inner elbow. When "Mr. Chingales" saw it, he knew that he'd be dining on Chechen rebels tonight.