September 10, 2007
More fun than a highway full of monkeys.Photos
If it’s Monday, it must mean that it is time to caption a vaguely funny photograph. Yes? Yes.
Please be nice, children. Akka doesn’t know what was in the “Bohemian lemonade” she had at Subcontinental Drift last night, and now her head hurts, despite several liters of water and two rapid-release tylenol. Shhhh. Be good. Caption quietly. And if you can hit the lightswitch on your way out, I’d be sooo grateful. ;)
Regarding the picture, which I ganked from the BBC…read on:
On the Jammu-Srinagar highway in India people feeding the local monkeys has become a real problem. The animals now swarm towards vehicles, causing many road accidents.
Previous editions of captioning fun: ein, zwei, drei, vier, funf, sex…yes, I know I counted in German last time, but I’m easily amused by the fact that the word for six, “sechs”, sounds like…well, you know. That and I’m not sure we decided what the proper spelling of “ein/eins” is. Yenjoy!
anna on September 10, 2007 02:20 PM in Photos · T·r·a·c·k·b·a·c·k address · Direct link · Email post
the monkey's have escaped the bunker!!!! RUN! RUN! RUN! were all going to die!
Wow, I really am out of it...I didn't even think of the simians in our basement.
"Finally, FOOD. ANNA never fed us like this"
Dude, I told you the sour had potential to do some damage.
"See, this is the opposable upper-limbic hallux that your branch of macacas and ours share in common. It's the prehensile tails that we don't have."
ANNA get some Kracker-Jacks
yikes....jeet needs a day off.
That caramel popcorn crap we had when we were small? WHY?
I'm craving coffee. Meh. The Barmaid was right. We should always heed her wisdom.
Who are you calling Maccaca?
cuz you need something that would cure the hangover and soak up the liquor
When the AXE body spray company recently offshored product testing to India, they finally found out that the Chinese female pheremone they used was attracting the wrong type of woman...
"there you go guys, I hope you can digest my wife's food better"
Macacas of the world unite! down with oppression!
werd. perhaps a yuppie mcmuffin is in order.
does racing monkeys on my bike count as a sport? Its really demanding. takes focus. takes concentration. the only reason its not a sport, is that vesterners dont do it.
Damn Runa, you beat me to the macaca line! Ah the penalties of actually working instead of commenting on SM! :-(
Well, here's another try:
"Tan ki pasand. Monkey pasand. Hamara Bajaj."
(Jon Stewart voice): And there you have it, ladies and gentlemen. Scooter is disassociating himself from the monkeys.
/disclaimer - not *necessarily* my political views. Anything for a bad pun.
LOL pingpong, now i cant get that jingle out of my head
Anna, here's a German joke for you:
Q: According to Sigmund Freud, what comes between fear and sex?
A: Fünf.
Great minds thinking alike .... or
Fools seldom differing? :-)
my mom says that all the time. thats scary. im logging off.
Bad carbs are for monkeys. I am switching to Atkins!
Pingpong, that's funny.
"Sechs" is actually pronounced "zex," not "sex." Zex looks pretty cool typed out though.
While that IS true, anything for a bad pun.
I agree, pingpong, it was worth it.
the barmaid is always right, though she ALSO indulged in the "bohemian lemonade." i think a thorough investigation is in order.
dasichist: you win.
Hangovers are under-rated. I don't even like drinking anymore but do it for the gentle throb in my head as I bask in the mild afternoon sun the next day.
"Here have some Rhesus peanut butter cups"
"This product not tested on animals in the US"
"This shit tastes like doggie doodoo. Quick, someone set my tail on fire so I can burn this moth*f*ck*r down"
t was clear to the monkeys that despite their best efforts at training them, humans were not yet evolved enough to master the art of balancing a scooter and eating at the same time.
Recess for the Rhesus
That's probably Anna's special accent, like "yenjoy." ;)
"YAY! Food and Britney in the same day, I could...just...die"
Uh? Is someone constructing a bridge closeby?
Ranjit after realizing that he was unable to to get any grls to 'ride his scooter' had to resort to 'spanking his monkey'
My caption:
Sepia Mutiny's interns take advantage of its generous meal plan.
To his disappointment, Kumar finds out that the scooter ad that made him splurge was only half true - it did get him the attention of females though of the wrong species.
How many times have we told you: don't feed the humans!
Hey buddy, the toll fee for single axle vehicles has gone up to two bananas now... and make sure that they are rasta-lai!
The strain of working 14 hour shifts was getting to Raju. By mid-September he'd started to believe that he was some kind of monkey god and that his 50cc was actually a mighty chariot; every morning he'd turn up late because he was out blessing his loyal followers. Things reached a head when he tried to "smite" his line-manager with a stapler, and make his colleagues build a bridge from accounts to the cafeteria. After that, we had to let him go. Shame, he was a damn fine programmer. Horrible taste in shirts, mind.
Bananas again? Hey Mr Gourmet, don't you know that lychees are now in season?
Moped man: Excuse me ladies, you don't happen to have seen a civil servant walk by. He's about so high; answers to the name of Bunty.
Gloria: Hmmm I think I did see him... up your ass! Hahahaha.
Shelley: Gloria! Stop being so vulgar!
Gloria: Sorry, sir. What I meant to say is that I did see someone of that description in the vicinity... of your ass! Fnahahah.
Betty: Good one, G.
Shelley: Gloria! I'm so sorry, sir. You see it's our friend's wedding tomorrow and we've all been out for drinks so some of us are a little bit the worse for wear...
Gloria: Oh stop being such a square, Shelley...
Betty: Why don't you show us what's under the day-glo top moped boy?
Gloria: Take it off! Off off off!
Shelley: Please ignore them, sir. They've had a little too much. We're from out of town and we don't usually see the bright lights too much.
Gloria: Suck up...
Shelley: Shaaaadddaaap! But I'd just like to thank you, sir, for chosing to ask us for help. I feel that, in the few seconds that we've been talking, already a connection has formed between us. It's like we met in a previous life...
Gloria: Shelley, you're only hitting on the guy because of what that fortune-teller said.
Shelley: What's wrong with that? She said a stranger would come to me asking for help and we'd find true love.
Gloria: You don't seriously believe that do you?
Shelley: I do. And I'll thank you not to mock.
Gloria: What about Brian?
Shelley: He's sweet and all, but we just don't have that connection. He's too much into his work.
Gloria: You little ho.
Shelley: Well, it's Betty's last night as a singleton isn't it? I can have a little fun can't I? Can't I, sir?
Betty: I love you guys.
Gloria: We know, Betty.
Betty: No. I really love you. [Pause]. Take it off! Take off that shirts big booooooy!
Gloria: Oh man, is that Wilma catching up with us?
Shelley: Don't be so mean.
Gloria: Ms Tupperware here to bore us all to death.
Wilma: Girls you won't believe it. That restroom back there has exactly the same paper towels as back home.
Shelley: Oh that's really interesting, Wilma.
Wilma: Where did you guys go to anyway?
Gloria: So, Mr Moped. I remember your guy now. Billy.
Moped man: Bunty.
Gloria: Short guy. About so high.
Moped man: Yeah.
Gloria: Wears glasses.
Moped man: Yes.
Gloria: I saw him.
Moped man: Yes.
Gloria: He went roughly in the direction of...
Moped man: Yes...
Gloria: Your ass! Woo-hoo girls! Got him again.
Betty: That's a classic, G.
Wilma: You're really funny, Gloria.
Gloria: Shut up, Wilma.
One solitary banana for seven monkeys? Jane Goodall is going to hear about this!
I usually say brevity is the soul of wit, but I make an exception for #41.
Looks like those monkeys are trying to scooterjack him.
You guys climbed down the trees eons ago and you are still eating bananas?
Hamara bajaj...
I lol'd!
Is it wrong I want to make a joke about Britney Spears and the monkeys? So wrong. Y'alls captions are MUCH better.
Thanks, guys, but I don't need directions. My Tom-Tom's telling me to turn left at the well.
Looks like some of the Thugs got reborn as monkeys! That's highway robbery, full throttle :)
Here are some pics of their more civilized cousins.
Street Toll Tax : hafta wasool!
"Hey, this is a Bajaj, not a Maruti!"
"Avoid the banana, brother bandar-dacoits, let's bajaj-jack the macaca and go for a ride."
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