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WRITE YOUR OWN CAPTION! You’ve always wanted the opportunity to laugh in the presence of Death; here’s your chance. The winner will receive a limited edition A Year Full of Death Calendar 2011 filled with cartoons made by me, Amelia Sauter. I know, I know, there’s only five months left in 2011 but it’s the only merchandise I’ve created so far. And since only 20 calendars were printed, someday it could be worth a lot of money on eBay.
All captions should be submitted via comments on this blog post or the blog post at www.drinkmywords.com by midnight on Sunday, July 31. Please, don’t be too funny or you’ll make me look bad.
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“this is gonna suck for both of us…”
“Don’t give me that look, my femir is not a toy!”
I take it you don’t play chess.
“Fetch. Sit. Now comes Play Dead!”
“I know it’s not much Bowzer, but I can bring home more once business picks up again.”
“If I pick you up, I’ll have to put you down.”
Death finds this humerus.
Okay…so? You got their soul, I just took a bone!
A cat has nine lives….a dog has but one! Please accept the bribe.
Peace ?
“Bargaining won’t work, I’m a cat person.”
Hi hooded dude, if you only visits and leaves, I gives you my best bone?
It was then that Fido fully grasped the irony of his efemural existence.
You do realize that dog is God spelled backwards..
An expert at dismantling bad attitudes, Bowzer had been deployed by Higher Ups attempting to mediate hostile relations between Death and the living.
“We could make soup!”
Wrestle ya for it!
I like your initiative Spike but the basic idea here is to collect the bones while they’re still attached.
I’m so tired of playing dead! Can’t we play fetch? Please?
Death by Dog training: “I don’t have the heart to teach him the next trick …. Fido, play dead.”