Contest No. 187 starts right now.
Briefly, here are the details: I’ll supply a drawing of one of my old cartoons that has never been published, leaving off my caption. You are invited to supply your funniest captions. Simply (1) click on “See Comments and Add Your Own”. Then (2) scroll down past any other submitted captions and type in your name and your caption in the spaces provided. Then (3) click “Save”.
Your caption (or captions) will be posted after I review your submission. However, no captions at all will be posted for the first few days of each contest. This is to give everybody a chance to submit their spontaneous, gut-instinct caption without fear of discovering that it was ripped off by somebody else’s similar spontaneous, gut-instinct caption. This is an equal opportunity contest!
There is no limit on the number of captions you may enter for each drawing, but I will only post and consider the first 15 captions from any contestant. Entries will be accepted and posted for one week, after which a winner will be announced and the winning caption will be printed. Below that I will also print my original caption.
The cut-off time and date for you to send in your captions is midnight Wednesday, June 8, 2022.
I will be the sole judge. The winning caption will be the one I judge to be the funniest one submitted (not necessarily the one that matches or comes closest to my original caption). Additional rules and regulations, for those of you who need such things, can be found here.
Below is the drawing that needs your funny captions.
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“Cabbages & Kings, where may I direct your call?”
I am glad you asked. I do have something in common with Queen Elizabeth. We are both the head of our domain. She is the queen and I am
the king.
I am glad that you asked. I do have something in common with
Queen Elizabeth. I am King of my domain and she is the Queen of hers.
“Hold my calls, Ms. Horwath; I’ll be on the throne…When duty calls!”
“No, it’s actually a royal pain-in-the-arse.”
“No, we have to keep up with McDonald’s.”
“I don’t know what jesters get paid, I just know I want one.”
Now all I need is an ergonomic chair.
“Hold my calls, Martha. I’m making a list of my crowning achievements.”
“When I asked for a ‘Royal Crown’, Alice, I meant the pop.”
“Sales are down! Someone has to fall on the sword for this.”
I’m ready, is she?
“Heads will roll if production doesn’t improve.”
“When I asked for a head count of the palace guards, I didn’t mean I wanted the actual heads!”
Hi. It’s Charles. Is it my turn yet?
Hi, It’s Charles. I’m ready. Is she?
“No . . . having the unusual first name ‘King’, hasn’t affected me one way or another!”
“Oh, it’s part of my promotion initiation . . . as head of the ‘Complaints Department’, they’ll be sending me all of the Royal Pains!”
“I won the checkers tournament and I decided to king myself.”
“Oh, it’s dress-up day, here at Imperial!”
“Let me check that with my serf, I mean, assistant.”
I haven’t felt very kingly around the office since everyone started working remotely.