caption contest, soldiers with balloons

It is once again time for a caption contest.  The photo this time features a group of people in military uniforms with balloons trapped inside large nets.   Are the balloons being held hostage?  Are they being taken away?  Will they be released?  What is the purpose of all this?   You decide.

(To see our other caption contests, click on the “Say What?” category in the sidebar.)

16 thoughts on “caption contest, soldiers with balloons

  1. MangoMan

    here we have a very rare picture of the early clone army, well before the clone wars ever started. Please note the numerous unhatched clone eggs

  2. Thomas Wayne

    This reminds me of that time I was run out of town after disturbing a herd of cattle in Bolivia in the mid ’90s, but the out-of-court settlement won’t allow me to divulge any further details about that.

  3. Thomas Wayne

    Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome to the government-sponsored Morale Boosting Gathering. You have the right to have fun. If you choose not to have fun, fun will be provided for you.

  4. former GP editor

    The dossier I’m about to show you is Classified. I had to sign confidentiality waivers and get tattoos. Understand the sacrifices I make. Without further ado: These troops were part of a plan by the Important Evil Genius (E.D) to achieve world domination. These soldiers are his highly-underpaid minions, and the balloons contain laughing gas. The plan was to incapacitate the local government, but when the balloons were released, they went up into the atmosphere and disappeared, and all the minions were arrested. The “mastermind” behind this (lame) plot escaped by hiding out in a retirement home.

  5. Crappo the Clown

    In case you haven’t guessed yet, there’s been a lot of crap going on. And I’m not talking about poop. I’m talking about the hard stuff, and a lot of it. I’ve been trying to find out who’s behind it. It hasn’t been easy. I don’t shower much.

  6. Crappo the Clown

    I looked at this picture for a while, and I just kinda sat there, like a dog contemplating a Monet, not knowing whether to bite something or whiz on the carpet.

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