Glimpses of South Pasadena: Caption this photo... (#4)

Saturday, January 3, 2009

Caption this photo... (#4)

This one is a toughie. Okay ... how about:

"Goldilocks," he said with a sigh, "why didn't you return any of my calls?"

(Anyone else want to take a crack at captioning this photo?)

22 comments:

CB3Dot said...: If your are not bringing something for me, don't bother coming in.; January 3, 2009 at 1:53 AM
Judy Williams said...: Under a spell, Harley sat by the window, waiting for the mail carrier to bring the magic elixir to turn him back into an accountant. :~P; January 3, 2009 at 6:10 AM
Jilly said...: Don't tell anyone but there are four Rottweilers and two pitbulls behind the door. Okay, I'll put on my cute smile...; January 3, 2009 at 6:45 AM
Hilda said...: When's mom coming home?; January 3, 2009 at 7:02 AM
Anonymous said...: I bearly could wait for you to get here.; January 3, 2009 at 7:20 AM
Eki said...: Ohhh, I like it Laurie! The eyes and the framing of the window make this stuffed doll look soo expresive. What about "longing for the outdoors"? :D; January 3, 2009 at 7:36 AM
Dixie Jane said...: Hey, brother bears, tell Goldilocks to leave my soup alone, if it is too hot or too cold. Tough! And G., Get out of my chair and get your own bed. I have spoken!; January 3, 2009 at 8:47 AM
Wayne said...: Look at that view!!!! If I'd stared at the walls in Toys 'R Us one more day I was going to lose it big time.; January 3, 2009 at 8:54 AM
Mister Earl said...: From a loudspeaker: "Keep your paws where we can see them and step back from the window!"; January 3, 2009 at 9:00 AM
Anonymous said...: Oh, it's the same old story. After my voice changed, the fabric softener gig dried up, and it was a downward spiral into booze and pills and meaningless sex. I'm trying to get my life back on track, staying clean in one of the many, many halfway houses that dot the South Pasadena landscape.; January 3, 2009 at 9:09 AM
Laurie Allee said...: Stepping in to say... I'M CRACKING UP! I love you people.; January 3, 2009 at 9:56 AM
dcs said...: "You're underage," she lamented, barely holding back the tears. But then, she thought, "So am I! Your absence is unbearable!" she Tom Swiftied, perhaps, unwisely bearing her soul. "Let's text--but not too fast and not too slow. I'm a novice--a mere cub*--and bearly learning."
*sure, this last one which is a stretch.; January 3, 2009 at 10:30 AM
dcs said...: Of course, "bearly" not "barely" on the tears.; January 3, 2009 at 10:32 AM
Anonymous said...: I always wondered what happened to BooBoo; January 3, 2009 at 10:42 AM
San Diego Farmgirl said...: HELP! The old lady has at least 100 more of my comrades trapped inside!; January 3, 2009 at 2:54 PM
dbdubya said...: Woe is me. Those damn Trojans won the Rose Bowl again on my home field the other day.; January 3, 2009 at 3:29 PM
Laurie Allee said...: I honestly can't pick a favorite!

Thanks, everyone.; January 3, 2009 at 10:55 PM
Cafe Observer said...: With humans no longer able to afford homes, the owners are moving in to repossess their properties.; January 3, 2009 at 11:48 PM
Ken Mac said...: They put me up here to be a watchdog. HA!; January 4, 2009 at 7:01 AM
Rob said...: When will the weather be just right?; January 4, 2009 at 7:55 AM
Jane Hards Photography said...: It was your own caption that cracked me up.; January 4, 2009 at 5:12 PM
Anonymous said...: where you come from!; January 6, 2009 at 4:14 AM