Author Topic: Caption it #1683  (Read 875 times)

Wowbagger

  • Dez's butler
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Caption it #1683
« on: April 27, 2015, 04:54:57 pm »
JenM's photo:-

Oh, Bach without any doubt. Bach every time for me.

Re: Caption it #1683
« Reply #1 on: April 27, 2015, 05:06:51 pm »
Next up is the axe and baby juggling display.

Re: Caption it #1683
« Reply #2 on: April 27, 2015, 07:06:49 pm »
Barbecue-ready in ten minutes!
"A woman on a bicycle has all the world before her where to choose; she can go where she will, no man hindering." The Type-Writer Girl, 1897

Re: Caption it #1683
« Reply #3 on: April 27, 2015, 07:35:31 pm »
"Spare the rod and spoil the child ..."
The Kettwiesel Ripper turns his hand to upwrongs...

Vince

  • Can't climb; won't climb
Re: Caption it #1683
« Reply #4 on: April 28, 2015, 03:05:57 pm »
"Right darling daughter, you're big enough for your first lesson in scary sharp things."
216km from Marsh Gibbon

Wowbagger

  • Dez's butler
    • Musings of a Gentleman Cyclist
Re: Caption it #1683
« Reply #5 on: April 28, 2015, 10:30:11 pm »
"It's a boy!'

"We can soon change that..."
Oh, Bach without any doubt. Bach every time for me.

Jaded

  • The Codfather
  • Formerly known as Jaded
Re: Caption it #1683
« Reply #6 on: April 29, 2015, 08:16:24 am »
I know, I know. I slipped and cut the top of my hat off.
If you don't like your democracy, vote against it.

T42

  • Tea tank
Re: Caption it #1683
« Reply #7 on: April 29, 2015, 08:21:34 am »
Christening's not the same since the Aztecs took over the C.of.E.
I've dusted all those old bottles and set them up straight.

hellymedic

  • Just do it!
Re: Caption it #1683
« Reply #8 on: April 29, 2015, 05:00:29 pm »
The Binding of Iris.

Cudzoziemiec

  • Solar powered, tea fuelled cycle-wol
Re: Caption it #1683
« Reply #9 on: April 30, 2015, 11:03:47 am »
And Charlotte took the wood of the burnt offering, and laid it upon Iris her daughter; and she took the fire in her hand, and a knife; and they went both of them together. 7 And Iris spake unto Charlotte her mother, and said, My mother: and she said, Here am I, my daughter. And she said, Behold the fire and the wood: but where is the quinoa for a burnt offering? 8 And Charlotte said, My daughter, Jung Yi will provide herself the quinoa for a burnt offering: so they went both of them together.
sideways bounding monkey lounging under fruit tree

Vince

  • Can't climb; won't climb
Re: Caption it #1683
« Reply #10 on: April 30, 2015, 11:06:17 am »
Nice hat Charlotte
216km from Marsh Gibbon

Mr Larrington

  • A bit ov a lyv wyr by slof standirds
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Re: Caption it #1683
« Reply #11 on: April 30, 2015, 02:52:28 pm »
Which way to Highway 61?
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clarion

  • Tyke
Re: Caption it #1683
« Reply #12 on: May 04, 2015, 11:13:00 am »
Overprotective mother
Getting there...