Once again, my commenters have proven themselves to be the wittiest bunch of fawning sycophants on the web. Competition was fierce (particularly in the scatological and what's-he-doing- with-his-hands categories), but after much deliberation the captions were narrowed down to these:No, I'm afraid the suit is not properly outfitted for rounds of "pocket pool", Mr. Diesel.
- Midleah
"Is there an opening for my...um...guano?"
- Brad
"He doesn't even HAVE any superpowers -- crap, he's behind me right now, isn't he?"
"But Alfred, if I have to take my glasses off to get into the Batsuit, I'll be blind as a...oh."
- sparrow
Alfred: And what do we do when we fall, sir?
Diesel: We....stay down and cry for help?!?
Alfred was less than impressed to find his new master playing with his 'Bat-Pole'.
"Hi, I'm the diesel fitter. You called?"
Diesel: Shouldn't the crotch bulge be significantly larger?
Alfred: *clears throat* Would sir like me to re-measure?
- Candace
I got it all put together... finally. Whew. And the only thing is, um, there was this...kind of hand like thing and, over there, and well, he doesn't have a hand. Sorry.
- proper_attireAlfred: Well, you'll fit the suit. But you're no Michael Keaton.
- y not iCrazy Aunt Bea once again made the finalists with an oh-so-fitting "diesel fitter" joke. She explained what a diesel fitter is to me one time (I think it had something to do with chickens), but now it's basically just funny because she does one every single time.
I also have to give a nod to zogmama for Most Obscure Mattress Police Reference:
Diesel: Well, as soon as you show proof you've completed the continuity test, Mr. Pennyworth, I'll be on my way. You DID get the special equipment, didn't you?It didn't make the finalists because, well, I knew it would lose. It's only funny if you've read this.
Anyway, vote for your favorite. Maybe tomorrow I'll tell you about the prophetic dream I had last night about Huey Lewis.
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Labels: Caption Contest, Movies, Superheroes
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