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Fire Me Boy!
01-03-2007, 08:17 AM
Caption this...

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Fire Me Boy!
01-03-2007, 08:17 AM
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Fire Me Boy!
01-03-2007, 08:18 AM
Something smells like fish... and it ain't the tuna.

chagrin
01-03-2007, 08:20 AM
You can Tune a Piano, But you Can't Tuna Fish... :shrug:

Fire Me Boy!
01-03-2007, 08:21 AM
You can Tune a Piano, But you Can't Tuna Fish... :shrug:
Thanks, REO.

chagrin
01-03-2007, 08:22 AM
Thanks, REO.

All I had dude, it was all I had

kepp
01-03-2007, 08:23 AM
Tuna: Dude...something staaaanks!

ChiTown
01-03-2007, 08:23 AM
"I'm 'smarder' than a dead fish......."

siberian khatru
01-03-2007, 08:25 AM
More evidence that Paris Hilton's career is floundering.

Fire Me Boy!
01-03-2007, 08:27 AM
More evidence that Paris Hilton's career is floundering.
Paris has sold her soul (sole) to the highest bidder.

kepp
01-03-2007, 08:31 AM
"Facing financial difficulties, Paris Hilton puts a pair of her used panties up for auction on Ebay."

DMAC
01-03-2007, 08:33 AM
With all career paths dead ended, Paris finds her calling...fish whisperer.

Dartgod
01-03-2007, 08:47 AM
Wet Dream
by Kip Adadda

It was the 41st of April, being a quadruple leap year.
I was driving through downtown Atlantis.
My Barracuda was in the shop, so I was in a rented Stingray, and it was overheating.
I pulled off into a Shell station.
They said I'd blown a seal.
I said, "Fix the damn thing and leave my private life out of it, okay pal?"

While they were doing that I walked over to a place called "The Oyster Bar" -- a real dive.
But I knew the owner -- he used to play for the Dolphins.
I said "Hi, Gil!" You have to yell, he's hard of herring.
Gil was also down on his luck.
Fact is, he was barely keeping his head below water.I bellied up to the sandbar.
He poured me the usual -- Rusty snail, hold the grunnion, shaken, not stirred.
With a peanut-butter and jellyfish sandwich on the side -- heavy on the mako.
I slipped him a fin - on porpoise.
I was feelin' good. I even dropped a sand dollar in the box for Jerry's squids.
For the halibut.

Well, the place was crowded.
We were packed in like sardines.
They were all there to listen to the big band sounds of Tommy Dorsal.
What sole.
Tommy was rockin' the place with a very popular tuna, Salmon-chanted evening,
And the stage was surrounded by screaming groupers -- Probably there to see the bass player.
One of them was this cute little yellowtail, and she was giving me the eye.
So I figured this was my chance for a little fun.
You know, piece of pisces.
But she said things I just couldn't fathom.
She was too deep. Seemed to be under a lot of pressure.
Boy, could she drink. She drank like a- She drank a lot.

I said "What's your sign?" She said, "Aquarium."
I said, "Great! Let's get tanked!"
I invited her up to my place for a little midnight bait.
I said, "C'mon, baby, it'll only take a few minnows."
She threw me that same old line, "Not tonight. I've got a haddock."

And she wasn't kidding either, cause in came the biggest, meanest looking haddock I'd ever seen come down the pike.
He was covered with mussels.
He came over to me, he said "Listen, shrimp, don't you come trollin' around here."
What a crab. This guy was steamed. I could see the anchor in his eyes.
I turned to him, I said "A-balone. You're just bein' shellfish."

Well, I knew there was going to be trouble, and so did Gil, cause he was already on the phone to the cods.
The haddock hits me with a sucker punch.
I catch him with a left hook. He eels over.
It was a fluke, but there he was, lyin' on the deck, flat as a mackerel. Kelpless.
I said, "Forget the cods, Gil, this guy's gonna need a sturgeon."

Well, the yellowtail was impressed with the way I landed her boyfriend.
She came over to me, she said "Hey, big boy, you're really a game fish. What's your name?"
I said, "Marlin."Well, from then on, we had a whale of a time. I took her to dinner. I took her to dance.
I bought her a bouquet of flounders. And then I went home with her.
And what did I get for my trouble?
A case of the clams.

chagrin
01-03-2007, 08:49 AM
With all career paths dead ended, Paris finds her calling...fish whisperer.

LMAO

chagrin
01-03-2007, 08:50 AM
"Hey, let's put this Red Snapper in her Red Snapper!"

Redrum_69
01-03-2007, 09:02 AM
"I have my own version of the "tuna melt" care to see?

Redrum_69
01-03-2007, 09:05 AM
On the menu tonight....California roll sushi ala Paris....

cadmonkey
01-03-2007, 10:11 AM
"Hmmmm, the Tuna sounds good.....how fresh is the Red Snapper?"

chagrin
01-03-2007, 10:14 AM
"Yeah, sometimes she's alright and sometimes she smells like a channel cat"

-Rick Solomon

DMAC
01-03-2007, 10:23 AM
Look where her hands are...she is trying to block the smell.

But everyone smells it!!!

KChiefer
01-03-2007, 10:39 AM
"After an incident involving a pineapple, Paris Hilton traveled to Japan to retrieve her signature scent."



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SLAG
01-03-2007, 10:43 AM
Yes That Fish just came out of my ****... whats your point?

morphius
01-03-2007, 10:48 AM
Why do little men in suits keep hitting me with fish.

morphius
sorry, got season 1 of The Tick for Christmas...

Demonpenz
01-03-2007, 10:52 AM
nice bass

Fire Me Boy!
01-03-2007, 10:58 AM
Why do little men in suits keep hitting me with fish.

morphius
sorry, got season 1 of The Tick for Christmas...
ROFL ROFL ROFL

Frosty
01-03-2007, 11:04 AM
"Paris holds a press conference to announce she suffers from Carp-al Tunnel Syndrome".

hawkchief
01-03-2007, 11:13 AM
I think I'll rub my hands all over this tuna so I can get the stank of Paris off of them.

Redrum_69
01-03-2007, 11:48 AM
"WTF....I ordered baked Alaska...WHERES THE ESKIMO AT!!"