The Answer to the Picture Contest... (1615 hits)
Category: Humor -> Dirty HumorRating: -0.33 on 39 reviews (Rate this item) (V)
Submitted by DonovanMD (View user info) at 2008-03-18 21:11:03 EDT
...is in the attached photo.
I honestly can't believe no one got it. Although the riddle is quite difficult the core concept is so extremely simple I think you'll all feel rather foolish when you do eventually get it. In either case, I'll extend the contest an additional 24 hours and give someone one last attempt to win the prize.
Now think hard, and connect the dots.
Good luck!
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Submitted by AsshOly (user info) at 2008-03-20 02:46:25 EDT (#)
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I had a high school english class where, anytime we were asked a question, "loss of innocence" was an acceptable answer.
What is going on in this passage?
Loss of innocence!
Why was your paper turned in late?
Loss of innocence!
What took you so long in the bathroom?
Loss of innocence!
It is my contention that the answer to this riddle is:
"the carriage-horse which made the tracks in the above photograph stuck his face through a curtain so as to appear to be the mother of the infant in the lap of the faux woman on the right."
Submitted by cocaine (user info) at 2008-03-20 01:22:00 EDT (#)
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fuck you
Submitted by TheUniter (user info) at 2008-03-19 20:49:51 EDT (#)
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Submitted by JoeyG (user info) at 2008-03-19 19:31:14 EDT (#)
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Yes....... I understand completely now.... it all seems clear....
*runs for exit and trips old lady on way*
Submitted by Axolotl (user info) at 2008-03-19 18:29:27 EDT (#)
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Explain this to me in simpler terms.
Submitted by Caulaincourt (user info) at 2008-03-19 17:23:49 EDT (#)
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(i care actually...gimme the answer fucker)
Submitted by Caulaincourt (user info) at 2008-03-19 17:23:34 EDT (#)
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the colors were inverted and the family were spear chukers...WHO CARES
Submitted by beer-turtle (user info) at 2008-03-19 12:12:33 EDT (#)
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Donovan is there a double exposure or some shit going on?
like you put the snow scene under shlongy's parents? like layers?
Submitted by Doodles (user info) at 2008-03-19 11:37:54 EDT (#)
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What the fuck happened to the church's roof?
Submitted by LittleMonster (user info) at 2008-03-19 10:37:27 EDT (#)
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LOLLYPOP....I said loll...never mind.
I think it might be warm enough to put on shorts today. I don't think anyone wants to see my pasty white pins though.
Submitted by F.J.Bell (user info) at 2008-03-19 10:31:29 EDT (#)
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...sticky shorts? :D
Submitted by LittleMonster (user info) at 2008-03-19 10:27:45 EDT (#)
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But i do FJ, I do. I hate it when things are going on around me and I feel like the kid who has sat on his lolly and wonders where it went, when in reality it's just stuck to his shorts.
Submitted by F.J.Bell (user info) at 2008-03-19 10:22:21 EDT (#)
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Its just some fanny fannying about. don't worry about it love
Submitted by LittleMonster (user info) at 2008-03-19 10:21:04 EDT (#)
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I'm really really confused. I don't understand what's going on here.
Submitted by CaptainThorns (user info) at 2008-03-19 09:56:33 EDT (#)
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The man on the right has no legs or feet.
WHAT DO I WIN???
Submitted by Shlongy (user info) at 2008-03-19 09:26:54 EDT (#)
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Oh, NOW I see...it's all very clear to me now.
The answer is: You're a fucking moron.
NOW PAY UP!
Submitted by sicosemen (user info) at 2008-03-19 08:40:41 EDT (#)
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Let down :(
Submitted by SgtHartman (user info) at 2008-03-19 07:48:26 EDT (#)
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Bravo you heat slut
Submitted by HurtByTheSun (user info) at 2008-03-19 06:41:44 EDT (#)
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Wrong.
http://www.ubersite.com/m/115627
Submitted by Berty (user info) at 2008-03-19 05:49:29 EDT (#)
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I hope you have a stroke. That way you won't die, you'll just be horribly crippled for the rest of your wretched life.
Submitted by AsshOly (user info) at 2008-03-19 03:20:51 EDT (#)
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No more questions Miss Vito.
You've been a lovely
lovely
witness.
Submitted by rob_berg (user info) at 2008-03-19 02:21:17 EDT (#)
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Submitted by HotWillie (user info) at 2008-03-18 22:52:12 EDT (#)
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You see where the left tire mark goes up on the curb and the right tire mark stays flat and even? Well, the '64 Skylark had a solid rear axle, so when the left tire would go up on the curb, the right tire would tilt out and ride along its edge. But that didn't happen here. The tire mark stayed flat and even. This car had an independent rear suspension. Now, in the '60's, there were only two other cars made in America that had positraction, and independent rear suspension, and enough power to make these marks. One was the Corvette, which could never be confused with the Buick Skylark. The other had the same body length, height, weight, wheel base, and wheel track as the '64 Skylark, and that was the 1963 Pontiac Tempest.
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Thank You Miss Vito
Submitted by UCSBguy (user info) at 2008-03-19 02:02:04 EDT (#)
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What in the fuck is going on below?
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Submitted by pen_name (user info) at 2008-03-19 00:49:29 EDT (#)
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Part 2
So Fred staggers through the pink door, walks up the pink stairs, down the pink hallway, and into the third pink door on the right. He walks into the pink bedroom, goes to the pink closet, and takes out the pink blanket, the pink sheets, and the pink pillowcases. He puts the pink sheets and pink blanket on the bed, and the pink pillowcases on the pink pillows. He climbs under the pink covers, turns out the pink light, and falls immediately asleep. TIME PASSES. The sun rises. Dave wakes up. He climbs out of the pink bed, strips the pink blankets and pink sheets off the pink bed, and takes the pink pillowcases off the pink pillows. He puts the pink blankets, pink sheets, and pink pillowcases into the pink closet, and leaves the pink bedroom. He walks down the pink hallway, down the pink stairs, takes a left, and walks into a pink kitchen with pink cabinets, a pink floor, pink shelves, pink fixtures, and the pink lady, going through the motions of making breakfast. The pink lady says, "Good morning! What would you like for breakfast? We have Rice Krispies or Cheerios." Dave says, "Cheerios, please." The pink lady goes to the pink cupboard and takes out a pink bowl. She goes to the pink silverware drawer and takes out a pink spoon. She pours some Cheerios out of a pink box into the pink bowl, goes to the refrigerator and takes out a pink milk carton, pours the milk into the pink bowl and sets the pink bowl and pink spoon in front of Dave. Dave sits down on the pink chair at the pink table and eats his Cheerios. He finishes, thanks the pink lady, goes out of the pink kitchen, out the pink door, down the pink steps, down the pink driveway, down the pink sidewalk, gets into his car and drives away. A little while later, Bob wakes up. He climbs out of the pink bed, strips the pink blankets and pink sheets off the pink bed, and takes the pink pillowcases off the pink pillows. He puts the pink blankets, pink sheets, and pink pillowcases into the pink closet, and leaves the pink bedroom. He walks down the pink hallway, down the pink stairs, takes a left, and walks into a pink kitchen with pink cabinets, a pink floor, pink shelves, pink fixtures, and the pink lady, going through the motions of making breakfast. The pink lady says, "Good morning! What would you like for breakfast? We have Rice Krispies or Cheerios." Bob says, "Cheerios, please." The pink lady goes to the pink cupboard and takes out a pink bowl. She goes to the pink silverware drawer and takes out a pink spoon. She pours some Cheerios out of a pink box into the pink bowl, goes to the refrigerator and takes out a pink milk carton, pours the milk into the pink bowl and sets the pink bowl and pink spoon in front of Bob. Bob sits down on the pink chair at the pink table and eats his Cheerios. He finishes, thanks the pink lady, goes out of the pink kitchen, out the pink door, down the pink steps, down the pink driveway, down the pink sidewalk, gets into his car and drives away. Finally, Fred wakes up after a long sleep. He climbs out of the pink bed, strips the pink blankets and pink sheets off the pink bed, and takes the pink pillowcases off the pink pillows. He puts the pink blankets, pink sheets, and pink pillowcases into the pink closet, and leaves the pink bedroom. He walks down the pink hallway, down the pink stairs, takes a left, and walks into a pink kitchen with pink cabinets, a pink floor, pink shelves, pink fixtures, and the pink lady, going through the motions of making breakfast. The pink lady says, "Good morning! What would you like for breakfast? We have Rice Krispies or Cheerios." Fred says, "Rice Krispies, please." The pink lady goes to the pink cupboard and takes out a pink bowl. She goes to the pink silverware drawer and takes out a pink spoon. She pours some Rice Krispies out of a pink box into the pink bowl, goes to the refrigerator and takes out a pink milk carton, pours the milk into the pink bowl and sets the pink bowl and pink spoon in front of Fred. Fred sits down on the pink chair at the pink table and eats his Rice Krispies. He finishes, thanks the pink lady, goes out of the pink kitchen, out the pink door, down the pink steps, down the pink driveway, down the pink sidewalk, gets into his car and drives away. The moral of the story is: Two out of three people prefer Cheerios to Rice Krispies.
Submitted by pen_name (user info) at 2008-03-19 00:49:14 EDT (#)
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Part 1
Dave is driving down a rural highway late at night. He's been driving for a long, LONG time, and he's starting to get REALLY tired, but he is SO far out in the country that there are no hotels or inns ANYWHERE. So finally he decides that he is tired enough to just pull over at the next house and ask to spend the night. He pulls up at a pink house with pink trim, pink shutters, pink windows, and a pink door. He gets out of his car, walks up the pink sidewalk, up the pink driveway, climbs the pink steps, and rings the pink doorbell. A pink lady comes to answer the pink door. Dave explains to her, "Ma'am, I know it's late, but I'm really tired, and if I could just spend the night, I'd really appreciate it." The pink lady says, "Sure, no problem! Come on inside! Go up the pink stairs, down the pink hallway, and behind the first pink door on your right you'll find a pink bedroom. Inside the pink closet are some pink sheets, pink blankets, and pink pillowcases that you can put on the pink bed and the pink pillows. Sleep well!" So Dave steps inside the pink door, walks up the pink steps, down the pink hallway, and opens the first pink door on the right. He walks into the pink bedroom, goes to the pink closet, and takes out the pink blanket, the pink sheets, and the pink pillowcases. He puts the pink sheets and pink blanket on the bed, and the pink pillowcases on the pink pillows. He climbs under the pink covers, turns out the pink light, and falls immediately asleep. Time passes. A second man, Bob, is driving down the same highway. He, too, has been driving for quite some time and desperately needs sleep. But there are no hotels or inns anywhere to be found, so Bob decides to pull over at the next house that comes up. He parks in front of the pink house with pink trim, pink shutters, pink windows, and a pink door. He gets out of his car, walks up the pink sidewalk, up the pink driveway, climbs the pink steps, and rings the pink doorbell. The pink lady comes to answer the pink door. Bob explains to her, "Ma'am, I'm really sorry for ringing your doorbell so late at night, but I've been driving for hours and hours, and all I need is to please spend the night?" The pink lady says, "Sure! Come on in! Go up the pink stairs, down the pink hallway, and behind the second pink door on your right you'll find a pink bedroom. In the pink closet are some pink sheets, pink blankets, and pink pillowcases that you can put on the pink bed and the pink pillows. Sleep well!" So Bob steps inside the pink door, walks up the pink steps, down the pink hallway, and opens the second pink door on the right. He walks into the pink bedroom, goes to the pink closet, and takes out the pink blanket, the pink sheets, and the pink pillowcases. He puts the pink sheets and pink blanket on the bed, and the pink pillowcases on the pink pillows. He climbs under the pink covers, turns out the pink light, and falls immediately asleep. Time passes. A third man, Fred, is driving down the same highway. Like Dave and Bob, Fred has been driving for a long time, only Fred has been driving longer that either Dave or Bob. He can barely keep his eyes open. Because there are no hotels or inns, Fred decides to pull over at the next house. He parks in front of the pink house with pink trim, pink shutters, pink windows, and a pink door. He gets out of his car, walks up the pink sidewalk, up the pink driveway, climbs the pink steps, and rings the pink doorbell. The pink lady comes to answer the pink door. Fred, so tired he can barely speak, manages to stammer out, "Ma'am, I hate to bother you so late at night, but I really need some sleep. Could I stay at your house?" The pink lady says, "Sure! Come on inside! Go up the pink stairs, down the pink hallway, and behind the third pink door on your right you'll find a pink bedroom. In the pink closet are some pink sheets, pink blankets, and pink pillowcases that you can put on the pink bed and the pink pillows. Sleep well!"
Submitted by UCSBguy (user info) at 2008-03-19 00:05:46 EDT (#)
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Hey that guy in the last picture had sun glasses on his head.
Submitted by DonovanMD (user info) at 2008-03-18 23:25:55 EDT (#)
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Submitted by Impassive-Digressive (user info) at 2008-03-18 22:55:48 EDT (#)
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Would there be that much snow on the ground in May?
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You've clearly never been to Canada.
Submitted by Impassive-Digressive (user info) at 2008-03-18 22:55:48 EDT (#)
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Would there be that much snow on the ground in May?
Submitted by Fungah (user info) at 2008-03-18 22:55:00 EDT (#)
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C'est n'est pas une pipe.
Submitted by DonovanMD (user info) at 2008-03-18 22:54:25 EDT (#)
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Submitted by HotWillie (user info) at 2008-03-18 22:52:12 EDT (#)
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You see where the left tire mark goes up on the curb and the right tire mark stays flat and even? Well, the '64 Skylark had a solid rear axle, so when the left tire would go up on the curb, the right tire would tilt out and ride along its edge. But that didn't happen here. The tire mark stayed flat and even. This car had an independent rear suspension. Now, in the '60's, there were only two other cars made in America that had positraction, and independent rear suspension, and enough power to make these marks. One was the Corvette, which could never be confused with the Buick Skylark. The other had the same body length, height, weight, wheel base, and wheel track as the '64 Skylark, and that was the 1963 Pontiac Tempest.
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That was really great. You win.
Submitted by HotWillie (user info) at 2008-03-18 22:52:12 EDT (#)
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You see where the left tire mark goes up on the curb and the right tire mark stays flat and even? Well, the '64 Skylark had a solid rear axle, so when the left tire would go up on the curb, the right tire would tilt out and ride along its edge. But that didn't happen here. The tire mark stayed flat and even. This car had an independent rear suspension. Now, in the '60's, there were only two other cars made in America that had positraction, and independent rear suspension, and enough power to make these marks. One was the Corvette, which could never be confused with the Buick Skylark. The other had the same body length, height, weight, wheel base, and wheel track as the '64 Skylark, and that was the 1963 Pontiac Tempest.
Submitted by antluvdog (user info) at 2008-03-18 22:06:28 EDT (#)
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Car slid and crashed?
Submitted by DonovanMD (user info) at 2008-03-18 21:57:57 EDT (#)
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Submitted by bart (user info) at 2008-03-18 21:51:37 EDT (#)
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The doctor is actually the boy's *mother*
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Well done sir. Very well played.
Submitted by bart (user info) at 2008-03-18 21:51:37 EDT (#)
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The doctor is actually the boy's *mother*
Submitted by Phallic_Cymbals (user info) at 2008-03-18 21:41:08 EDT (#)
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Chaos theory dictates only faggots would hold this sort of challenge, but you're not a fa...
Oh wait, scratch that.
Submitted by orphelia (user info) at 2008-03-18 21:30:31 EDT (#)
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If you don't stop stringing this post out and just tell us I will hunt you down and kill your dog, something similar to this http://www.ubersite.com/m/115619
Now tell me. Heatwhore. :)
Submitted by HellRazer (user info) at 2008-03-18 21:22:48 EDT (#)
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The pic says that it is from 1957, however the tire tracks are cleary from a 1965 Mustang.
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Submitted by rob_berg (user info) at 2008-03-18 21:18:19 EDT (#)
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+2 BUBBA
Submitted by Bubba2341 (user info) at 2008-03-18 21:17:06 EDT (#)
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Just fucking stop. No more heat, and you suck.