Y'all remember this picture? Several days ago I invited you great caption writers to write some great captions. And so you did, for a prize of my choosing.Everybody did good, but Carolyn did the best, with this, according to the sole judge, Feelgood Haines:
"Dear God, please don't let Mom find the frog I hid under the bed."
"Dear God, please don't let me vomit up the frog I just ate from under the bed."
So ho ho har de har har. And so on.
Carolyn, who writes as "crazedmomof 3," will now receive this swell sweatshirt, on account she has entrusted me with her address.
+ + + + + + + +So, this guy named Wayne is a painter, and a sly one at that. He discovered that he can make his paint go farther by thinning it with turpentine. And he thinned it a lot.
One day he got a contract from the First Baptist Church to paint their huge edifice. So he got out his scaffolding and began painting away. When he got near the end of the job, there was a horrendous clap of thunder, the sky opened and the rain poured down. It washed the thinned paint from the church and Wayne slipped to the ground, surrounded by telltale puddles of the thinned and useless paint.
Wayne is no fool. He got on his knees and cried out: "Dear God, forgive me! What should I do?"
And from the thunder, a mighty voice rang out: "Repaint! And thin no more!"
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My favorite word today is silence. N., the sound of. Def.: Another way of continuing the argument.

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