With thanks to the Unholy Four who actually managed to submit a caption or two: the rest of you bumfingering plopsniffers who couldn’t keep from frapping streams of yucky man-goo into their keyboards for long enough to grace us with a wry quip should shortly be feeling the power of my voodoo dance as I curse every man-jack of you, right in the same dangly wrung-out spunk-tubes that you just couldn’t stop pulling at like ecstasy-spiked spider-monkeys. Yeah. Voodoo! Right in the tripitakas. I’m already naked and dancing as I type this.
Anyway, my winner is [size=14pt]The Reverend[/size], for the devotion and singlemindedness demonstrated in only presenting tableaux doomed to end in the chicken being bumfunned to pieces. So decadent! But so practical too! Everyone wins, nobody gets arrested and the chicken probably never tasted better once they finally stopped being unspeakable to it, got peckish and opted to bung the poor cock-bludgoned remains in the oven, in the more usual manner.
Your prize is a staggering piece of photo evidence, confirming that former West Ham golem Scott “Unh! Fnuh!” Parker (since reanimated at Fulham) is NOT a shaved sasquatch as originally posited, but in fact the horrific result of unholy secret gene-splicing 'twixt two of the world’s most prominent zombies, Bud from Day of the Dead and Big Brother’s Brian “Gammon-Face” Dowling. Hide it away though, government agencies will be out to get these pics back.
