Come and listen to a story about a gal named Zed
a poor mutanteer, made those glowies all eat lead
Then one day she was shootin at a thrall
And down through the sky came a firey ball
Rock, that is, moon stone, Kansas Crash
In prime position overlooking the ruined Emerald City, Dorothy checked her weapon supply in preparation for the alien-robo monkey onslaught.
It’s about time you got back. I had to shoot Billy. You hungry?
13. Jenn M
Ya see this gun? That’s for your “last two people on Earth” fantasies.
P.S. For those of you who are very sad that you didn't win, but you'd still really, really like to own a print of the caption contest image, those are for sale, available directly from the artist. Visit his website for more details.