Enter the best caption of this photo in the comments by Sunday at midnight and you’ll win a 2015 Puppies with Guns Calendar.
I’m Jeb Bush and I’m aiming for your support in 2016!
You ain’t takin’ my Rover to the V-E-T.
“Dead or alive…you’re coming with me”
No way you’re making me wear the husky pants!
Sheriff Joe in his early years.
That’s a picture of my older brother in the 50’s. Really, it’s true. (However, I already have the calendar and screensaver so don’t give it to me.)
When everybody at school made fun of his stupid costums, young Garry McCarthy vowed revenge on anyone who wasn’t a cop.
……. and little Timmy was never told” finish you’re broccoli” again.
I’ll be takin them twinkies
Although gaining much fame as a comedian, young Jonathan Winters desperately wanted to be a cowboy star.
Senator Schumer’s belief that firearm ownership should be restricted to agents of the state dates back to his time as hall monitor of James Madison High School in Brooklyn.
“2015 Puppies with Guns Calendar”
“Let the puppies breathe!”
Hello Mr Watts, I’m here to pick up Shannon for our school’s costume party…..
Reach for the skies!
There’s a snake in my boot!
Its hard to play cowboys when mama used to much starch on my pants!
“Oh Pa… we”ll be headin on into town now to get me a pair of them spurs that go jingle jangle jingle.”
Badges? I don’t need no steenking badges, and If you pull somedin funny, I’ll cut you with the crease in my pants.
Now get out of my way pardner, I’m a goin to the Kid Rick concert with or without ya!
A young Sheriff Buford T. Justice warns his sister’s suitor: “you can think about it… just don’t do it!”
Sigh. Remember when it usually WASN’T a criminal attempting suicide by cop to start a riot? Those were the days…
Drop the chalupa
If Jackie Gleason had a son…
hupmobile or no, i ain’t goin’ ta church.
Your the third person today that’s made a nasty remark about my Nash!
One more, and I’m going to show them how fast I can get six rounds out of each one of these guns!
After the trauma of being sucked through the chocolate pipe and into the fudge room, Agustus Gloop (also known as the the Bavarian Beefcake in his hometown of Dusselheim) decides to make amends by pursuing and arresting Arthur Slugworth for steeling trade secrets.
I fear the sharp edges of those pants more than those guns.
“Pants up….Don’t Loot!”.
The government’s been buying up all the ammo for cap guns. Not a roll to be found at the Five and Dime!
Not a comment but this picture is quite similar to my facebook cover photo as a 4year old…
Say hello to my two little friends….
…their names are Country and Western
Here comes Pat!
“Stick ’em up. Eeehhhh…”
Fig. 24 Vernon Figglesby demonstrating tho correct use of the V-Figgle-max hold with Colt platform. The use of the abdomen to absorb recoil and using the centerline as a point-aim system. The V-Figgle-max hold is a system of movements used by a cowboy-operator to maximize efficency within the “New York Reload” method of gunfighting.
Ending up with his white holsters, grips, and sidewalls, Frankie never regretted going on “What Not To Wear”.
I knew a kid once who had balls of steel. Twelve of ’em.
Little did Sorrell Booke know when his mother slipped this childhood picture into his resume for the Hollywood talent agency that he would have to wear a fat suit for the next 6 years and still never catch them Duke boys.
At age 18, J. Edgar began to recognize his gender issues.
Maaaaa!!! Where did you put my caps!?
“And now Kids, stay tuned for the exciting adventures of Slopalong Gasoline and his trusty Checker Marathon, Spark!!!!”
Hi, my name is Broadwick Crawford. When I grow up i’m going to join the California Highway Patrol. 10-4
Marty you go walking around town wearing that you are libel to get shot…
“Boss Hogg, age 8.”
Drop your spoon and hand over your ice cream.
This is why most of the older generation is glad Facebook wasn’t around when they were kids…
Tired of A&M unwarranted cries of “Gig em” directed at his beloved Longhorns and perfectly pressed outfit, young Juan threatened “Ain’t no one gonna find no gigs on me. I’m gonna bust a cap next time I hear that.”
“They call me the pleated kid”
Heck yeah I’m going to school with ’em. You gotta problem with that?
Well, howdy pardner. I have neither proper finger position nor fashion sense.
“Early New Jersey State Police Uniform”
When you sidewalls match your shirt, you’re doing something very right… or something very wrong…
Stale jeans? These is slacks!
You want to reconsider laughing at my Nash, pardner..
“I’m Al f***in’ Swearengen and this here is my place of business. Welcome to Deadwood, c***sucker.”
….. “Leave the gun, take the cannoli”.
Before she (or he?) became a regular character on SNL – “It’s Pat” (ambiguous gender)
It’s Wild Bill DeBlasio before he got his butt kicked by a future NYPD officer! (It explains why he hates the police so much).
I remember those Roy Rogers outfits. They were great. As to the above picture:
“Geez mom, the guys are gonna be some jealous.”
New Sheriff and his two deputies.
The sad truth of the liberal progressive agenda is that if this young man was standing there in the year 2015, he would be shot by police or if he posted the proud picture on Facebook or Twitter he would be expelled from school. How have things gone so wrong?
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