Impromptu caption contest. This is one of my favorite photos from childhood, and I recently rediscovered it on a trip home. Yes, those are ’80s-style Walkie Talkies.
Your mission: come up with the best caption for this photo. The winner will receive a signed galley of JACOB WONDERBAR and a free query critique (if you have nothing to query at the moment you’re welcome to take a rain check).
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Enter in the comment section of THIS POST (please don’t e-mail me your vote!). The thread will be open until 6pm on Wednesday, and I’ll announce a winner on Thursday.
Good luck!
Our babysitter always makes us go outside when her boyfriend comes over. We’ll let you listen too, but it’ll cost you 4 Pixy Stix and a box of Smarties.
Steve Jobs and his brother were very proud of their new invention. But the third blond triplet was never seen or heard from again.
I love mine, but Tucker's is pretty dang good too.
And the four hobbits of the shire set off for Rivendell in hopes that the range of their hobbit-talkies was great. Sadly, by the time they'd reached Weathertop, they'd realized they'd forgotten the batteries.
It didn't matter how much Chucky wanted to play with the walkie-talkies — he never trusted anyone with cotton balls for feet.
Hey, who broke the flux capacitor?
And our lives have been a blur ever since too…
Sheriff, do you read me? I'm bringing in two suspects disguised as kids, blonde wigs and cute smiles. Over and out.
Lift-off Day: Our Special Friends promised to transmit regular updates as they made their way Home.
I swear, each time I push a button–another blonde kid pops out
Hello, operator? The eighties called and they want their clothes back. The bowl cuts can stay. Over.
Colusa's most notorious criminal crew poses for a picture before their first big score. Always set to channel 9, the Walkie Talkies kept the four boy posse one step ahead of the cops.
–rc
The shoe-bandit detectives and the bait.
The batteries must be dead. I keep pushing the buttons but they just stand there.
Beam us up Scotty. Our work here…is through.
Not bad lads. All four of us, walkie talkies and the back yard captured in just 47 pixels.
As Tim and Joey showed off their new walkie talkies, little Nathan, not to be outdone, displayed a wii remote.
"Beam us up, Scotty."
When there's something strange, in your neighborhood, who you gonna call?
Midwest Cuckoos.
'First, you make your little blonde robot move forward and then I'll make mine. Ready, steady, go!'
Cuz the boyz in da hood are always hard. Come talking that trash and we'll pull your card. Know'n nothing in life but to be legit.
Lo, these time machine Walkie Talkies have transported us to the years when we were wee little stout boys!
The heist was temporarily called on account of rain.
"Okay, you're my best friend. I tried to talk to the spaceman. You try to get my coat back; and if that doesn't work, we'll trade Nathan…"
NB phone home
"Ground control to Major Tom….."
"Do you think we would have been better using tin cans and string?"
Hatched in 1979 , by the early 80's these Sea Monkey juveniles had infiltrated decent , loving American families .
Mission Accomplished: the day we saved Nathan from the Gobots of Zorg, along with our new little brother, Sven.
"On Wednesdays, we wear bowl haircuts."
These time travel teleporters will make us rich!–Just as soon as we're old enough to remember how to work them again…
Justice League: The Early Years.
“Hello, hello, hello. I don't know why you say good-bye, I say hello….”
“We want to change the world, but when you talk about destruction, don't you know that you can count me out…”
– That was Hello Goodbye and Revolution from The Beatles Reborn.
But Mom, we just saved the planet.
Joseph felt increasingly uncomfortable wearing his Technicolor dreamcoat around his brothers.
"Okay, youse guys! We're gonna show Tony Soprano whose the boss."
This is fun!!!
"Okay, youse guys! We're gonna show Tony Soprano, whose the boss."
"You told mom, what?"
…and then we traded the walkie-talkies for a corn dog. Seemed like a good idea at the time.
Psst, Nathan! Move over. Can't you see the aliens are trying to take our picture?
We're ready to go, Mom. What time does the spaceship come?
Spielberg's movies were SO much better before they replaced all the guns with walkie-talkies. … Seriously.
Planned Parenthood Ad
~L.E.
The gay pride parade
Beam us up, Scottie!
Weird thing is…there was only three of us when we took this picture
As he exited the landing pod and encountered his first earthlings, Mork quickly designed an optimal assimilation wardrobe.
Getting the Five-O on in the 'hood.
"Hello Skylab."