With the Jerry Lewis, Rhodes Scholar, superglue and greasy hair angles already taken, I scuffled a bit on this one. I hope quantity is a virtue (and will make up for the fact that I’m graphically challenged).
Caption 1:
Kelly: All right my man! It does my heart good to see you relaxing with a brew!
Scotty: What brew? Man, this is unfiltered apple juice!
Caption 2:
Kelly: The wonderfulness of tequila shooters! My tourista is cured!
Scotty: Then why does your hand feel like a dead fish?
Caption 3:
Kelly: Congratulate me Scotty. Shelby has agreed to become the new Mrs. Robinson!
Scotty: What was wrong with Anne Bancroft?
Caption 4:
Kelly: I’ll bet you a dollar I can walk out of here, find me a shoeshine boy, and play hide the salami with his aunt!
Scotty: Yeah, and I’ll bet you a dollar I get stuck sharing a salami sandwich with the kid!
Jimmy
