Caption Competition

[fish]

...Bex: ''Aww, so you mean you were just pretending to be asleep?''

Alex: "Ian, wipe your chin, you're drooling again."

[Ian]

Honestly, Alex love, don't blame me. You WILL look that damn cute, won't you?

[fish]

Pasta on the Outlist.
But pasta's only recently got to us in Fucking Ådelåide.

And who are these "Spice Girls"?

[fish]

Some Christmas this is going to be.
Can't wait till I'm older and get to play with Sherdil.

[snaps]

Him: What's you favourite flavour?
Her: EeEr, cHoCoLaTe!
HIm: OK grab a pack as we fly down the next aisle
Her: wHat? BlAnCmAnGe?
Him: No you doink, flavoured condoms!

[fish]

[snaps]

Agnes: Does anyone really know how I feel?
Puppy Dog: Rough?

[Ian]

lol!

[fish]

...Rough?

Oh dear.



(never noticed the dog before, guess I was too busy looking elsewhere. )

[fish]

Doctor Who: "Don't take your eyes off it for a second. Don't even blink."

[Ian]

...Rough?

Oh dear.



(never noticed the dog before, guess I was too busy looking elsewhere. )

Can't imagine where.

[fish]

Alex: "Oh Ian, I wish you were here.

Then I could go visit Fish and you could stay with Conny."

[Ian]

Clearly pining for me there, the poor girl.

[fish]

Yeah.
That'd be it.
"Pining".

[snaps]

Agnes: Fuck off fleabag!

Puppy Dog: Oooo touché! I sense someone not a million miles from here is not quite ready to commit herself to the Rainbow Revolution.

Agnes: If you're not part of the solution, puppetface, YOU'RE the problem.

Puppy Dog: Hey Lukas, do I get more than an extras fee for putting up with her attitude? Sheesh, never act wih animals, hormonal teenagers, lesbisks, and in approximately that order of priority. Next thing you know she'll be lording it over horses and bears.

Agnes: First thing tomorrow, I'm taking you to the vetinarians.

Puppy Dog: Biatch!!