OTB Caption Contest
Time for the Monday OTB Caption ContestTM
Time for the Monday OTB Caption ContestTM
REUTERS/Saul Loeb/Pool
Winners will be announced next weekend.
REUTERS/Saul Loeb/Pool
Time for the Monday OTB Caption ContestTM
Time for the Monday OTB Caption ContestTM
Winners will be announced next weekend.
“Yeah? Let’s see you block this, Putin!”
I could have sworn this was jeans day.
Soccer for peace.
If only we could get the Israelis and Palestinians on the same tarmac for a nice game of soccer.
HEY! Who’s got my other ball?
I’ll bet I could kick it a mile if I just pretend it is Netanyahu’s head
Pocket pool or tarmac soccer, that’s the problem with Kerry, always trying to do too much.
“Waiting for the hairdresser, ok. But a manicure for the girls?”
“Merkel and Cameron won’t let me play on their team so I’m stuck here kicking the ball by myself.”
The Minister of Silly Walks finds a soccer ball.
“Hold still, Lucy”
Hello? Anderson? Yes, it’s a plane but it’s not THE Plane.
Some men decline to play football to avoid having people think they are fools, other men try to play football while talking on a cell phone and having a hand in their pocket and remove all doubt.
No I don’t particularly enjoy it but President Obama insists we practice kicking the can down the road every chance we get.
Pictured: a moment of quiet desperation.
“Yes, that’s right, as Bush said, Putin’s got soul.”
You’re never too old for hopscotch.
“I’m not used to playing soccer on a tarmac – I usually play on my yacht.”
Kerry was for kicking the ball just before he was against kicking the ball.
Background: Re-fueling the aircraft.
Foreground: Re-crafting the hair fool.
John Kerry finally finds someone who can’t score on him over and over and over and over again.
Kerr-o fiddles while home burns.
“Yes, just landed, and I’ve got to tell you, Rio de Janeiro seems somewhat bland”
“So then the Secret Service was like, you have to get off the plane. This is the President’s plane. And I said that I would’ve been President if it weren’t for those voting machines in Ohio, but they made me get off the plane….I know….Anyway, honey, could you buy me a plane?…I don’t care, just bigger than Air Force One.”
“Yes, Angela, I’m kicking a soccer ball….No, I know the difference….I don’t know why Americans call American football “football” either….I know, everyone else does. It’s the most popular sport in the world.” [hits mute button] Freaking Europeans. [turns off mute] “So, we’re refueling now, we should be landing at De Gaulle in four hours….It’s about 600 miles….Right, I’m sorry, 1000 kilometers….I know….No, I’m not sure how many liters of fuel the plane takes….”
A self-proclaimed Adept at all sports, Secretary Kerry says he can kick the ball to the end zone and score a home run of 5 points.
Own gooooaaaaaalllllll!!!!!!!!!
“Today’s such lovely weather. I bet that “wheelwell kid” might just work on his tan in the Sun on the wing for the flight home….”
That “wheelwell kid’s” favorite song? “Big Old Jet Airliner”…..
Life just isn’t fair…Kerry rides home in luxury, while other people have to ride in the wheel well….
“Oh Wheelwell, Wheelwell, Oh Wheelwell”….. My Favorite Song From The Wizard Of Oz….
“I hear that Kerry’s feeling generous today….He’s inviting that “wheelwell kid” to come inside and warm up…”
Three Things You Won’t Hear:
John Kerry: “Everything’s all at peace in the world today. No need for diplomacy anywhere, so I’m taking the day off…”
Donald Sterling: “Gee, I hope I can hurry home in time to watch MOESHA on BET!”
Paul Hooson: “Gee, I get awful tired owning that strip club”.
It is good to have a Secretary of State that can kick a ball in six languages, and fondle his own in five.
Kerry’s minders let him enjoy recess.
“Yes, Sarah Palin can probably see me from there.”
Dropping his one remaining ball, he give it a good kicking. He never used it any way.