February 26, 2009
Caption Writing Contest: Round 2
Courtesy of Smithsonian Archives
I look at this photograph and I immediately start reminiscing about many a fun-filled afternoon playing Hungry Hungry Hippos, bopping the backsides of plastic technicolor hippopotami in an attempt to eat more white plastic marbles than my opponents. I can totally see the guy on the left going, “Hey, what’re all these marbles doing in here?”
Or can’t you just imagine these guys standing around—perhaps a little sloshed—singing, “Oh I want a hippopotamus for Christmas. Only a hippopotamus will do!”
Or, “Didn’t I see you in Fantasia?”
But there again, my ideas may be coming from FAR left field.
What words come to mind when you see this image? Create captions of your very own in the comments area below to enter in our second caption writing contest. Our first was a wild success.
Be creative! You have until noon on Wednesday, March 4 to send in your ideas.
The winner—and the original caption information for the image—will be announced here on the blog later that afternoon.
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“Hannah, you gotta lay off the sweetgrass babe, your incisors are starting to look icky. How do you plan on winning Miss Teen Madagascar if you can’t flash the judges a smile?”
“How many times to I have to repeat myself? Marbles are for playing, not eating. I know you said you were hungry, but did you have to eat all of them? I hope winning was worth this humiliation.”
Precisely seventeen seconds later, their rolls were reversed. Standing upright, however, severely agitated Calvington P. Hippopotamus’ sciatica. This would eventually lead him to abandon his promising dental career forever.
Bob and his colleagues set out to disprove the maxim that a camel is a horse designed by a committee.
After the success of the Horse, the Greeks decided to try the Trojan Hippo.
Members of the Butcher’s Union of Schenectady, NY attempt to certify a locally grown hippopotamus as Kosher
how many ways do you think this hippo can take it?
Stan spoke under his breath to his co-workers so that Wade wouldn’t hear, “Whenever I tickle him right here, he hurls like crazy, watch!”
Profits were falling fast. The Barbershop quartet needed a gimmick, and fast. In the silence, one word was spoken….”Hippo.”
Meanwhile, down at the Timex Test Labs…
“Fred, can you hear me? Are you still there? Don’t worry – we’re going to get you out!”
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How many fingers am I holding up?
Helen was slightly uncomfortable with the entry exam for the fat farm, but she allowed the doctors to touch her, knowing that by the end of the summer she would look as sleek as a baby elephant.
“Tap once more. I think we’ve located Finchley”
“Willard ! Don’t move. Reception’s perfect !”
Duuuuude, you need a breath mint.
Congress examines President Obama’s health care reform bill.
“Stick out your tongue and say “AHHH”
Professor VonLaughington glowered glumly behind the beast’s gaping mouth. “That Dr. Hippocampus thinks he’s so darn smart,” he muttered bitterly. “It’s exceedingly clear this specimen is a rhino, and should be treated as such.”
Despite thirty years of dentistry practice, nothing could have prepared Dr. Simonton for the cavity he was about to face.
“But GrandMa what a big mouth you have”
“Very good. Now, turn your head and cough.”
You put your left arm in. You pull your left arm out. You do the Hippo-pokey and that’s what it’s all about.
Hey Fred, Call the CIA I just found Jimmy Hoffa!
Take a look at this fellows, a sheep in hippo’s clothing.
“Remarkable. Our fingertips are actually touching. Now take it up, very slowly, until we are shaking hands.”
Smithsonian Institution Advanced Physics Laboratory (a.k.a. Hippocampus), July 1952
“You really think we can win the Guinness World Record for largest mechanical bank? OK, so I put the penny…where?”
“Don’t crank this closed while my hand is still in here!!!”
The heimlich manoevre just wasnt going to work…Fred pulled the short straw and was going in.
hey guys, make it quick. I gotta go, I can’t keep her waiting. I am handsome already, ain’t I? She is gonna swoon!
“Well boys it doesn’t take any gas, but its emissions are just as bad.”
Hey guys! Check this out, I can see a hat.