Caption this contest




















Unrelated question: How large must your composter be when disposing of about 500 farrowing sows still born and after birthin' gnarliness?



Why don't ya dig a mass grave out in that field to the East between the farm and the treeline?
(oh yeah, Laika sends me photos from orbit, we're watching you comrade)
btw: Many grocery stores are selling dressed out baby hogs now. Waste not, want not.


Anyone need a gas mask?


Comrade Whoopie
Good one Buffoon...Why don't ya dig a mass grave out in that field to the East between the farm and the treeline?
(oh yeah, Laika sends me photos from orbit, we're watching you comrade)
btw: Many grocery stores are selling dressed out baby hogs now. Waste not, want not.
From the looks on the faces it was obvious someone farted...
if your really watching. is the corn east or west? which side is the soy on? Better yet, what color is the lagoon?




And you WILL be made to PAY! (preferably in cash, for once, instead of the putrid beets you dig out of Rooster's trash.)


Groucho Marxist
Who cut the beets?I think the answer to that is obvious. WHO is doing the giggling and who is *%$#! ?
NO MORE BEETS FOR YOU, WHOOPIE!


btw: you got a nice spread there, wish I owned that, minus the hogs.
Reiuxcat, you can always write a script for the word balloons.
Frau, it ain't the beets baby, it's the cabbage.


Comrade Whoopie
Buffoon, lagoon, is that what you call that thing in the trees that looks like two ponds? Anyway it's green, like my farts. Laika's in a weird orbit, his spacecraft only passes directly overhead once every year or so. I think you need to mow a crop cube visible from space.btw: you got a nice spread there, wish I owned that, minus the hogs.
Reiuxcat, you can always write a script for the word balloons.
Frau, it ain't the beets baby, it's the cabbage.
ah ha! That explains why we thought we smelled lunch at 7am. Leninka and I were in the upper private sanctum-sanitarium of our dormitory abode, pondering possibilities of the day. We then began savoring the delightful thought of an early luncheon on the patio, overlooking the Peoples Toll Road to Nowhere ™ , as the delectable aroma of cabbage began waffling through the cracks in the ceiling. And this accounts for our surprise to find leftover Chicken Gonad Soup & pickled beets for lunch.
Curses!! NO MORE CABBAGE FOR YOU!


















Mrs Al Czarweary
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--Larry the Cable Guy
"Real men only need one finger"
--Al Bundy (displaying his trigger finger)
"You can't miss fast enough"
--Some guy talking about self defense shooting
What's it all mean? I don't have a clue.