A friend sent me this one… how could I not love it?
It’s Friday, and j is posting zebras. Does it get any better than this? (Okay, it does, but my almost all-powerful blog cannot – yet! – serve you pizza and wine while you ponder the endless caption possibilities. Oh, but it’s coming. Mark my words… Zebras Sounds 2.0. Resistance is futile.)
In the meantime, have fun y’all, and caption this!
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And now for something completely different… Guess who’s coming to an indie bookstore near me tonight? Yes! Michael Chabon. I’m all a quiver! Last time I saw him, he signed my copy of Yiddish Policeman’s Union. I have a picture of us together. He is beautiful; I’m ridiculous and star-struck, as anyone who reads this blog would expect. THIS time, I’m so going to say… well, something when he says hello. Hi, for instance. That would be good. (Continuous improvement is all I can really hope for.) Wish me luck!
Wild
“Wondering what this ‘Zebra sounds’ stuff is all about. There isn’t even a zebra photo or anything. How dare she?”
“Don’t spy on us, did your mother not teach you anything? … Humans…”
“What? Were you expecting no reflection? That’s vampires you know.”
Zebras in the mirror are closer than they appear. :)
So jealous that you’re going to see Chabon… a second time! Give him a kiss for me!
Smile, George … and you’d better not have been lying when you said these stripes don’t make me look fat.
Christina, I am ridiculously swoon-y over Michael Chabon. Here’s what I’m going to google. “What to say to famous author other than ‘I’ve read every book.’” <– Leaving off "gorgeous, blue-eyed" because I suppose that is technically beside the point.
Estrella, vampire caption <– coffee spitting hazard. ;-)
“wow! we do look alike! which one am i again?”
(zebra in background whispering): “okay, the cute zebra distraction is in place and the human is busy taking pictures. now step 2, carefully extract the cooler from the trunk. yes! beer and hot dogs for dinner, whoo-hoo!! “
judy: a second michael chabon viewing?! i don’t think it’s considered stalking until you’ve hit 50, so you’ve still got a way to go. (and yes, i’m so jealous! if you take another picture, can you photoshop me in? thanks!)
As Bill was leaving the wild game preserve he spotted the Siamese Zebra Twins everyone was talking about!
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“stop pushing”….”No, you stop pushing”….”move over, I’m trying to see myself in the mirror”….”You move over, I was here first” ——- another illustration of how vain zebras can be!
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Danny could see how proud his parents were that he was going off in the world to earn his stripes!
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wife in car: “see, this is what I’m talking about, next time ask someone, we’ve been driving for hours…”
husband in car: “fine fine, next time, I said I will, now let me concentrate…I’m sure the Ohio turnpike is just up ahead!?!”
By the way, what you say to Chabon is this….
“hey Mikey, make sure you leave your contact info with my agent over there. I’ll want to have you at my book signing. Oh, and check out my blog, Zebra Sounds, I am getting ready for my new feature ‘Mondays with Chabon’, its going to be great!!”
First Zebra:
‘Hmm, yeah, well, I think you’re right. Stripes are sooo last year!’
Mondays with Chabon. Yay!
My friend Jay just told me four things to say to Michael Chabon, and none of them are even a little bit appropriate.
Keep ‘em coming, kids. At least we can have me laughing when I go.
Was one of the four things “Really nice ass?”
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Geeez, I check back in to read a few captions and I see Karen is talking about me, again!
Karen, No, but now, in my nervous school-girl-crushy state, that will probably be the sentence that pops into my mind.
Bobby, You do. ;-)
“Look innocent and pretend you’re a zebra,” says one escaped convict to the other.