JCC Caption Competition

I coulda been a contender.

 

I guess it's time to wax on wax off.

 

What the **** did you just ****ing say about me, you little *****? I’ll have you know I graduated top of my class in bug boxing, and I’ve been involved in numerous secret insect combat matches, and I have over 300 confirmed KOs. I am trained in antenna punching and I’m the top welterweight in the entire European weevil circuit. You are nothing to me but just another target. I will wipe you the **** out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my ****ing words. You think you can get away with saying that **** to me over the Internet? Think again, ****er. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of insects across the USA and your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your life. You’re ****ing dead, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can kill you in over seven hundred ways, and that’s just with my bare hands. Not only am I extensively trained in unarmed combat, but I have access to lots and lots of bugs and I will use them to their full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of the continent, you little ****. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little "clever" comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your ****ing tongue. But you couldn’t, you didn’t, and now you’re paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will **** fury all over you and you will drown in it. You’re ****ing dead, kiddo.

 

The first rule of bug club...

 

"I just have these doubts, ok? Nobody has bigger doubts than me, I have the biggest and best doubts ever. But these doubts, they are that I can keep doing this job without eating a gun. They are that my father ever really loved me, ok? I mean, I was the best kid ever, all the other kids said so. The other parents said to me you're such a great kid, but not my dad. I don't think he ever told me I was doing a good job, ever, ok? But I did, I did the best job, everybody said it. So I guess I am scared that people will understand I have no idea what I'm doing ok? Nobody is more lost than me, I'm the most lost, and I just wish my dad had cared..."

"AT THE NEXT TONE, THE TIME WILL BE ONE... FIFTEEN... /beep"

 

"Where are my Big Macs?"

 

FTP=Fat Trump Prick

 

Wait how is it possible that this post was made in 2015 ???
It's like Darth Punk can see what will become relevant years later.

 

The more things change, the more they stay the same.

 

We are spirits, in the material world

 

Simon didn’t say pick up a foot!

 

That was The Partridge Family's "Doesn't Somebody Want to be Wanted?", followed by Edison Lighthouse's "Love Grows where my Rosemary Goes" as K-Billy's Super Sounds of the 70's weekend just keeps on... truckin'.

 

Dammit Tony, now I'm going to have "Love Grows" stuck in my head all day.

 

Another industrial ugly morning
The factory belches filth into the sky
He walks unhindered through the picket lines today
He doesn't think to wonder why

 

He's a secret writer for The Simpsons.

 

There's something magical about Darth Punk posting style.

I can't tell precisely what it is, but it's right there.

 

Any Police lyric works, really.



I guess I'm always hoping that you'll end this reign
But it's my destiny to be the king of pain




I'm a walking nightmare, an arsenal of doom
I kill conversation as I walk into the room
I'm a three line whip
I'm the sort of thing they ban
I'm a walking disaster
I'm a demolition man




Roxanne
You don't have to put on the red light
Those days are over, you don't have to sell your body to the night




De doo doo doo de da da da is all I want to say to you

 

Dumpty Trumpty wanted a wall
Dumpty Trumpty had a great fall
All of the liars and all of the dopes
Couldn't restore Dumpty Trumpty's hopes