March 16, 2009
The 'Let Them Eat Grapes' Caption Contest - Updated
I know, I know....scary stuff happening in the world these days. The Blog Princess has thrown a set of keys into the Dark Side of the Corner (with nary a nick on her perkily painted digits, nonetheless) and this:
And, in keeping with the Blog Princess' own suggestion: "Whoever wins, I'll make a donation to Soldier's Angels in your name, OK?"
So, have it at. Here's the first thing that came to my mind (well, the first printable thing, anyway....heh):
"After a long and extensive search, the Mardi Gras King Selection Committee narrowed their search by only including actors who had previously played spandex-clad superheroes. Once having done that, there was really only one obvious choice. Said King Kilmer upon being notified of his selection, "It's good to be da King!"
Update -- Results!
Yes, I know it took two weeks to get these up, but I believe I'm still ahead of a certain
slave driver Blog Princess in the Contests Judged category.
So, without further ado.....
1st place - Our own loveable afe with his spew-worthy entry: "Greetings peasants and lower classes! I am your Hollywood royalty! Let my dingleberries spew upon thee!"
For his entry, Soldier's Angels received a $50 donation. Thanks for everyone who played, and for those who gave their eyesight due to our shortage of brain-bleach. I can assure you that a resupply requistion form was immediately dispatched via Mongo-mail. I expect to receive confirmation of my order any day now......
Posted by at March 16, 2009 05:21 PM
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I am totally so uninspired. Maybe I need meds. Or brain bleach. Or both. Val Kilmer will never work in Hollywood again.
Posted by: Cricket at March 3, 2009 07:58 PM
It's The Unit!
Posted by: Cassandra at March 3, 2009 08:30 PM
i dont see paris
i definitely dont see france
but i sure as heck wish i didnt see up HIS pants... aughhhhhh!!!
Posted by: artfldgr at March 3, 2009 09:04 PM
The Unit parades around in white spandex, a crown and a silk jerkin that has grapes on it? Well, I guess that really explains the trapeze bar and disco ball, eh?
Posted by: DL Sly at March 3, 2009 10:02 PM
How much do you have to pay someone to get them to do that? I really want to know.
Posted by: MathMom at March 3, 2009 11:22 PM
Now if that had been me, my well-known ginormous codpiece would have stolen the show! The last time I revealed my ginormous codpiece, Cass ceased blogging for several whole months, so I am far more careful now.
Posted by: a former european at March 3, 2009 11:58 PM
Oh yes, the caption: Greetings peasants and lower classes! I am your Hollywood royalty! Let my dingleberries spew upon thee!
Posted by: a former european at March 4, 2009 12:01 AM
I guess by the look of those spandex you could call them grapes. Ugh, my eyes. Pass the bleach.
No dignity I tell ya.
Does he think this will help in his bid for the Governor of New Mexico?
Posted by: Mrs G at March 4, 2009 12:04 AM
It took a few weeks before Treasury Secretary Tim Geithner learned what a "mandate" really means in action.
Posted by: spd rdr at March 4, 2009 12:30 AM
It's The Unit!
It's spelled "ee-you-en-you-cee-aitch"...
Posted by: BillT at March 4, 2009 03:13 AM
Was it a dream where you see yourself standing in sort of sun-god robes on a pyramid with a thousand naked women screaming and throwing little pickles at you?
Posted by: Sly's Wardrobe Mistress at March 4, 2009 03:19 AM
Bringing the phrase "tightie whities" to an entirely new level while remaining firmly entrenched at the original level...
Posted by: BillT at March 4, 2009 03:26 AM
Thanks for the link. Isn't Val just ridiculous? Maybe he thought "exposure" like this would get him another acting gig. Not likely!
Posted by: Caption Call at March 4, 2009 10:08 AM
The peasants are revolting....
Posted by: Cassandra at March 4, 2009 11:41 AM
The King *is* revolting...
Posted by: Screwed, the (Gold Farting) Pooch at March 4, 2009 11:59 AM
I hereby abdicate me peasantdom and shall take me hump back to the castle and plead for restoration of me former rank as Sgt. Major Domo.
At least Master Frodrick had the good sense to dress appropriately for public occasions.
Posted by: Eyegore, Al's smart sibling at March 4, 2009 12:09 PM
"Does he think this will help in his bid for the Governor of New Mexico?"
Well, ya gotta admit, he seems to be *open* to that whole "transparency" thing....
Posted by: DL Sly at March 4, 2009 02:30 PM
SUCH a fashion faux pas! Does he not know that you wear MIRRORED sunglasses with an all-white Bacchus tunic and tights?!?
Posted by: MikeD at March 4, 2009 03:44 PM
I kept looking at the glasses thinking it looked *wrong*, but I couldn't figure out what it was.
Posted by: DL Sly at March 4, 2009 03:58 PM
"You bet. They stink on ice!"
Posted by: Sly's Wardrobe Mistress at March 4, 2009 05:17 PM
A funny thing happening on the way to the Forum... I ran upon the new Fruit Of The Loom™ mascot as I passed the house of Lycus!
Talk about a buzz kill.
Posted by: Pseudolus at March 4, 2009 05:32 PM
One of my favorite movies.
Heh. Was thinking of wiring Kilmer's head with a receiver and using his (empty) skull as a sound system.
Val, this is God. You've been a very naughty boy.
Posted by: Patrick Chester at March 5, 2009 12:28 AM
"I am not Obama. I am a mere King..."
Posted by: Obloodyhell at March 5, 2009 03:19 AM
"I was merely... Acting!!!!"
Posted by: Obloodyhell at March 5, 2009 03:24 AM
> One of my favorite movies.
Second to The Princess Bride for quotability, but that's still pretty damned good.
Posted by: Obloodyhell at March 5, 2009 03:26 AM
Well look at me, I'm not wearing a bustle. How lewd.
Posted by: Pile On at March 16, 2009 07:37 PM
Nonsense, I have not yet begun to defile myself.
Posted by: Pile On at March 16, 2009 07:40 PM