(15 Jan 05)

The winner: jnmcda0@yahoo.com...who will receive a signed cartoon rendering of their entry:



Stu's Original


jnmcda0

Voting Results:
Stu: 61%
jnmcda0: 39%

The Runners-Up:

"And then I would say {hiccup} 'You're fired!!'... Man, I was so {hiccup} cool!" (Caption: Donald Trump... The Bankrupt Years) (redbarron1010@aol.com)

"My doctor prescribed three shots...one regular and two boosters!" (maxcel200@aol.com)

"...and nobody would ever guess that I use my Licence plate #, as my ATM pin." (SPTirish@aol.com)

"You can NOT beat the $#it out of me. I just crapped my pants." (ListenBucko@yahoo.com)

"I'd rather not talk about my life...I did that last night at A.A.-- half the meeting left to get drunk." (humorbear@aol.com)

Drunk: "So, which one of you pansies owns the bike that's parked beneath my Geo?" (razcactus@netzero.com)

"... so then I says: 'Mabel' I says, 'Go ahead and leave, there are plenty of hot babes at the bar. You'll see!' " (kamasushi@aol.com)

"My new yearsh resholution ish to tell people exac...hic...exactly whad I think. And I think you guysh are a couple of bald wussies!" (jajuta@comcast.net)

A: "My wife is seeing other women. My dog has rabies. I'm not wearing pants. If you care to beat the crap out of me, I think that would complete the day." (tpanner@inorbit.com)

Drink, drank, drunk! (robertellingsworth@yahoo.com)

"Sho...how many baldie guys witha beard does it take te change a light bulb...hic...?" (sheafitz1@netscape.com)

"Nicesh to meetchyou. (Hic) I'm Billy Joel's designated driver." (lexkase@san.rr.com)

"And so that's when I thought, safe deposit box...the million dollars is just as safe under my bed at 7936 Burkwood Road apartment 3A, spare key under the mat." (luvlucyblucyb53@aol.com)

Guy on left with half-open eyes: "You know, my wife compares me with a popular type of sausage....Vienna sausage, I think it was..." (cmndrnineveh@aol.com)

Drunk: "Tell your buddy he soulda put that bandage OVER his eyebrows!" (HerzogVon@aol.com)

"What do you mean this is an inflatable pub? Next you'll be trying to sell me the Brooklyn Bridge." (MrsMikeyDee@aol.com)