Welcome to "O Caption! My Caption!" Blogcritics' examination of news, sports, and politics utilizing the most efficient and timesaving method: looking at pretty pictures and deducing what happened based on the pixels.
The shadow of the microphone perfectly outlines Iggy Pop’s phallic tattoo.
Wait a minute…
(Jason DeCrow-AP)
That’s not what I meant when I said, “Log on.”
No, those aren’t “rolling hills,” either. Just stop it.
(Reuters)
Yes yes, I have “all the time in the world.” Haha. Move it along.
(AFP/Getty Images)
So when we get home, Alpaca lunch and you buy the soda.
(Reuters/Pilar Olivares)
As if I didn’t already feel like an ass…
(Muhammed Muheisen/AP)
Honey, get down from there. Patients aren’t really “first.” That’s just a sign.
(AP Photo/Harry Hamburg)
I know you took my fruit rollup. If you don’t give it back I’m gonna scream.
(Gerald Herbert/Associated Press)
My head is freakishly big! You must listen to me! Grrr!
(Sakchai Lalit/AP)
Yes, a dish best served cold. I get it. Trust me, it’s freezing out here!
(AP Photo/Alexander F. Yuan)
Where’s that bagel? I know I hid it in here somewhere.
(REUTERS/Baz Ratner)
Oh, damn. Is my slip showing again?
(REUTERS/Mohamad Torokman)
Camilla Bowles suddenly realizes she’s not a very nice person.
(REUTERS/Janek Skarzynski/Pool)
As a guy walks by what he thinks is a homeless man with a stolen camera, he feels free to expel gas that lifts his coattail right up into the air.
(REUTERS/Toru Hanai)
At last, my Beary Brite Pedicure Kit has arrived!
(Itsuo Inouye/AP)
The wax rendition of the Village People lost something in translation.
(Saif Dahlah/AFP/Getty Images)
Oh cool, a photographer! Neaeaeaehhhhh!
(Chris Jackson/Getty Images)
Red Rover, Red Rover, get the hell out of my way!
(AP Photo/Javier Galeano)
Sissy, what’s Daddy doing in there?
I’m not sure. I think he’s in time-out.
What did he do?
More to the point, who put him there? And why am I talking like this?
I’m only like, what, four years old?
( Smirnov Vladimir/Abaca)