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It's just a jump to the left.

And a step to the ri-i-i-i-i-i-ght.

Shoot your gun from your hip.

Bring your knees in tiiiiight.

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You're insurance plan allows for one margarita before surgery.

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"Grasshopper!?!"

"I'm here Master Po!"

"No, the cocktail the man is spilling on me, it's a grasshopper."

If you have a caption, feel free to leave it.

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Pardon us Mrs. Houdini, but did you see a guy run through here?

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I need to read this cover story to find out if the welder kidnapped the woman in his full garb and somehow made his way back to the structure without being caught, or did he change into his welding gear after he got her back? And I'd also like to know the back story on how the hero doesn't feel pain. He's getting torched, yet, judging by his look, he just got cut off in traffic. I think a good title for this story would be Murder on the Girder

How about you? What would you title it?

Ladies and Gentleman...

The two worst shots from the 1930s. You'd think that at that close of range, one of them would have at least been nicked.

Santa, please leave one of these under my tree

No, not a G-Man, a Thompson.

What goes around comes around

  

From the never aired final episode of Gilligan's Island

"Mary Ann is mine Skipper!"

"Over my dead body Little Buddy!"

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"Ok, ok, you don't look like Leo Gorcey!!!"

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Ever wonder why you can't buy a drink at the circus? Clowns + booze = gunplay

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"Ok Dearie, since it's your fiftieth birthday and your only three feet tall and look like George Bush, Mama's gonna buy you a human hand."