Oh Caption, My Caption! (Framegrab Thread)

[#240 :]

Hopefully, this one haven't been done, but I did not check.

Zoidberg: Doctor, I have an awful rash on my thorax - please tell me how to get rid of it!

Dignitary: ...Sir, I am a diplomat - you are the Doctor.

Zoidberg:You are? I am? ...Oy!... well in that case... would you mind opening up some lines of communication and facilitating a peaceful resolution to this rash on my thorax?

Dignitary: .....Get out.

it was the doctor

McCoy to you.[/small]

[#241 :]

Zoidberg: I'm fired? But why?

Decpodian behind desk: Do I really need a reason?

[#242 :]

Zoidberg: But how can I tell between what is a heap and what's not a heap?

Decapodian Behind Desk: A heap's a heap, you schlemiel. It's not like you're going to have to know the difference, unless you're on 20 Questions.

Zoidberg: But what if I am?

Decapodian Behind Desk: Then you wouldn't win, anyway.

Zoidberg: Aww...

[#243 :]

Zoidberg: What's that you say? A license to practice medicine? Since when?

[#244 :]

Tsk tsk, to think none of you recognises Ambassador Melvin.

[#245 :]

Ambassador Moivin: OK, enough already with the begging. If you have a problem we can help, but you have to be ready to help us in return, already.

Dr. Zoidberg: You mean it's...

Ambassador Moivin: Yes, squid pro quo.

[#246 :]

Is this a game?

[#247 :]

No, it's a... er... an unprotected homosexual orgy. You'd better leave before you catch AIDS.

[#248 :]

Is this a game?

don't mind coldy.  He's, well, coldy.  Yes, this is a game.  You try to come up with a caption that fits the image, and the winner from the last round decides whose is best.  The winner of the current round then picks the next image.

[#249 :]

don't mind coldy.  He's, well, coldy. 

Hey! I am not!
...wait... Yeah, I probably am.
...Never mind, carry on.

[#250 :]

   Hopefully, this one haven't been done, but I did not check.

Don't worry, I don't think anyone else does either.

   squid pro quo

Oh my, how are we supposed to top that!   

Oh well, I may as well have a go now that I'm here...


Zoidberg: What's that you say? Recoup the cost of my medical training? I don't understand.  ...  I'm not even sure what medical training means!

[#251 :]

Hey, Svip. Lay your judgment on us, before regulation 146.18.6-G is re-re-invoked. 

[#252 :]

Tsk tsk.  They were not that good.  But I like futz's the most!  So futz wins.

[#253 :]

Preemptive caption:

A Futurama character: You would not believe what's going on round the back there. Cliff Mitchelmore running, bombing along with his little wheelbarrow full of yoghurts, with loads of little witches hovering above it. He must have been running late or something.

[#254 :]

I do not recall you voting for me in the POTM, SoS, you are still not winning.

[#255 :]

That caption is preemptive, so it's for what ever picture futz putz uptz.

You have no power in this thread anymore  And nor do I 

[#256 :]

Zoidberg: "I still don't understand this world.  Spray a few people with your empathy bladder, and sudenly they're arresting you for 'public nudity' this and 'indecent exposure' that."

[#257 :]

[#258 :]

Fry: Robonnukah?
Bender: Head in a box! Every single holiday my head in a box!

[#259 :]

Leela: Fry, take that off Bender's head.

[#260 :]

Bender: I don't know what's more disgusting, Fry's underwear on my antenna, or watching you two make out in that box!

Leela: Bender, we were NOT making out!

Bender: Fry was.

[#261 :]

Bender: Load the balls into the slingshot, Fry!

Fry: Um...

Leela: [sighs] Not those balls, Fry.

[#262 :]

Fry's attempt to get the concept of a roller-coaster across to his coworkers was an abject failure. Even the sound effects supplied by Bender didn't help.

[#263 :]

Fry and Leela get out of the trunk and pick up Bender's head.

Fry:  Bender!!!!! 

Leela:  He's been decapatated!

Fry and Leela:  *scream*

Bender:  Hey, I'm still alive you morons!!!  And get these unmentionables off of my head!

[#264 :]

Seconds earlier.

Nixon: "They ate me alive out there. I was just expecting an ordinary debate, not some kind of Spanish Inquisition."

[#265 :]

Bender: "What the hell are Fry's underpants doing on my head??"

Fry: "If my underpants are on Bender's head, then whose underwear have I got on??

Leela: (surreptitious check) "Er.....I always wear a coat indoors!"

[#266 :]

I will stick with my preemptive caption.

Bender: You would not believe what's going on round the back there. Cliff Mitchelmore running, bombing along with his little wheelbarrow full of yoghurts, with loads of little witches hovering above it. He must have been running late or something.

[#267 :]

El-Man wins.

[#268 :]

Action shot!

[#269 :]

Walt: Igner is being stupid again mother.

Mom: You're right! Larry, suck out his eyes.

[#270 :]

Breaking the laws of physics; why Farnsworth first loved Mom

[#271 :]

Mom: Now give your brother a nice kiss, Larry.

Igner: [whimpers]

[#272 :]

A hag-slap in a little old face will
Get you satisfaction.
Hag slap ba-a-beee ...
(Hag-slap, baby)
Hag slap, baby, hag slap!
Hag slap, I don't take crap!
Hag slap, shut your big yap.

[#273 :]

This is what happens when 32 year olds stay with their 100-something year old mothers.

[#274 :]

A hag-slap in a little old face will
Get you satisfaction.
Hag slap ba-a-beee ...
(Hag-slap, baby)
Hag slap, baby, hag slap!
Hag slap, I don't take crap!
Hag slap, shut your big yap.

Nice!

[#275 :]

Larry:  Ouch!  My tonsils!

Mom:  You're just lucky it wasn't your butt!

Walt:  I've always known he'd get his tonsils torn out!

Ignar:  Can I be next?!  That looks like fun!

[#276 :]

I'm not eligible to win this time, but I couldn't resist...

Mom fails in her attempt to use the Force, distracted by Larry's sudden belch.

[#277 :]

Mom: You're flat again, Larry. How the hell are we going to win this year's Barbershop Quartet competition if you can't even hold a tune?

[#278 :]

I'm giving this one to Coldy, 'cos I'm also a B-52's fan. 

[#279 :]

B-52's ok, but I'm more a B-55 fan to be honest.