This is the first, and quite possibly the last, in our new series inviting you to lay caption to great pictures. Leave yours in the comments, and we’ll hook you up with a licensed Brahsome ‘the game’ hat or a copy of Big Daddy Drew’s book ‘Men with Balls’ (a used copy from Brinson in all likelihood because we’re cheap as a bastard) or something else. Holla.



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And to get things started…
“You’ve got the way to groove me, Sherry baby”
The kid’s got the right idea, let’s get naked and party.
“Return of Phish causes glut in the third-tier jam-band market”
“SLOPPY JOE, SLOP, SLOPPY JOE AHH, SLOPPY JOE, SLOP, SLOPPY JOE1″
A young Alex Liefson entertains his Hoser family.
Christ, there’s a wine cooler on the table.
A wine cooler.
john mayer prodigy aims to woo courtney love’s hole, but instead draws drawers droppage from dad in this wonderland of incestual intensity.
“Holy Shit….The Acoustic Brown Note!!!!”
Christmas was never the same in the Brinson household once Jay got his first guitar…
I mean is that Jay as a kid or what?
“I just figured out what I’m gonna do with the rest of my days. I’m gonna get me an oversized guitar, gain forty pounds and be the next D!!!”
What’s next? A president named Hussein Obama?
“But honey, I told little Jimmy if he nailed the Maze solo I would get naked right here, right now. He nailed it.”
As father looked for his balls, Son discovered his.
Before I joined Kaiser Permanente, I made a lot of bad decisions.
“While he was still a young boy the Aikens learned that while his idols had an uncanny knack for ‘making the panties drop’, Clay’s talents limited him to cargo khakis and jorts.”
Kentucky. Need I say more?
Thank you Johnston County!!! Goodnight!!!
MDMD … it’s what’s for dinner.
MDMA … it’s what’s for dinner.
“You, would, feel…so much better…if you’d show me how to funk like you do!”
-Dumpstaphunk
“Hey Dad, I’m wearing your underwear!”
“Lets all get naked and inbreed!”
“The Aristocrats!”
“Thank you Johnston County!!! Goodnight!!!”
That is classic and, oh, so true!
Courtney Love sank to her lowest point when she began selling Curt’s baby pictures on eBay.
“Henderson, NC … My Kind of Town”
Tim’s parents, ignorant of the phenomenon of Photoshop, and with only partial memory of the night in question, agreed to buy him the XBox 360 he had requested. “Wow,” Shirley later commented, “I really don’t remember him being there.”
If you don’t like it, leave; MR4M2D!!!
PARTY NAKED YEAHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
“The White House during a Joe Six-Pack administration”
a young tom petty often earned his living playing live background music for mature pornography
Little Jimmy’s sound was so strong it often made people crap themselves spontaneously
After decades of being overlooked, the “Real America” that the GOP preaches about finally has a reason to celebrate.
looks fun!
‘Get Free’ -the Vines
‘Squeal Like a Pig’ in D Minor, son!
Ahh, the good old days, when Dad can take a shit in the desk drawer, Granny can pretend to mop, Mom can fart herself right out of the chair, Little Billy could win American Idol, and nobody would judge you.
Every night I have the same dream …. and every morning I wake up to the same cold reality… then I play my guitar and make my family go nuts.
This is the secret ending to Guitar Hero, if you get 0 points for every single song.
Timmy’s first gig….Timmy’s last gig
5-year-old Marcus S. Cuandolas unleashed a rare “brown note” during the middle section of YEM, and each prophetic word rang true: “Boy…Man…God…Shit.”
…Uncle Dave had to jettison his soiled Hanes in the guest bathroom.
Outside the Beltline
Meth.. it’s good for the whole family !
I’d like to know who Bundy is? He needs to win for the “Henason” reference!
I’m finding itbhard to reward anyone over Cabeza. Though I thought the name was Marco Escuandolas…
“if it’s gonna be that kind of party…somebody better guard the mashed potatoes!”
David Spade has always been an ass.