Caption Contest #4

Post a caption for the above picture.

Post a caption for the above picture.
Here’s an IM exchange between myself and my boss today (who’s a woman):
Me: so the picture is of JOHN and Clinton?
Me: not just clinton
My Boss: correct
Me: go tit
Me: got it
My Boss: HUH?
My Boss: 🙂
Me: sorry!
Me: typos gonna cost me my job
A few seconds later I heard a bunch of laughter coming from my coworker’s cube next door, and then this:
My boss: shared that w/ Jill
My boss: could you tell?
Me: I’m catching on
I already put my boss’s . . .

This guy got trapped in his own e-mail, and then sent himself to my computer. Dumbass!
I got this e-mail and I read it like it was a normal e-mail, and not the deranged musings of a crazy person, until I got to the bottom and the sender literally jumped off the page at me.
But, I think it could make a good 3rd annual caption contest. Like the New Yorker’s cartoon caption thingy, but less prestigious.
So . . . post a comment with a funny caption . . .
Day 1: Foghorns
During our 3-week trip to India over X-mas, Pulao and I went with her family on a 1-week vacation touring the desert state of Rajasthan. We set out from Delhi at 7 AM and the roads were foggy. Extremely foggy. Like white sheets flapping in a cloud. Of milk. Bleached milk. White sheets floating in a cloud of bleached milk and marshmallows, all rolled up in the proverbial pea soup. But really white pea soup.
Our driver, Hari Singh, seemed unperturbed by . . .
Because Michael Douglas. And Glenn Close’s perm.