
What? No therapists at the North Pole?
This is the Splendid Marbles Cartoon Caption Contest, and the rules are pretty simple.
Now it’s time to vote. First, take a minute to break the tie in the “Men Mouth” contest.

Damn, those are a couple of ugly fellows.
Please break the tie!
Total Voters: 67
And, don’t forget to cast a vote for the “Doc Vulture” contest.

Fortunately, you don't have to vote for the best looking bird.
Time to vote for your favorite "Doc Vulture" caption.
Total Voters: 63
Thanks for the all good wishes! This week The Cartoonist and I picked the captions together while he rode the train down to see The Cartoonist’s Mom who is still in hospital. Usually, we do this (like many other things) in the privacy of our own home. But, a deadline is a deadline so this time we did it over the phone. Other than The Cartoonist’s Conductor having to come by to ask him to be a little more quiet, it went pretty smoothly and quickly. After all, we can’t throw spitballs at each other if he’s moving 65 miles an hour in the opposite direction.
The Cartoonist’s Wife
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I would like you to stop taking so much credit with none of the overhead!
Hey, Santa Fast-Hands, you’re no ventriloquist and I’m no dummy!
Even Santa needs a Santa.
I just want a home in Miami.
“Are you sure the boss wanted us to do a Dummy Run.”
Let’s keep this a secret from Mrs. Clause
1,2,3 Switch!
I wished for a helper, not a clone.
“Why can`t you get your own job and wear different clothes.” “Cos i`m your Siamese Twin you bonehead.”
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“In case you haven’t noticed, I’m kind of a big deal.”
“That may be true, but I don’t see anyone waiting in line to sit on your lap.”
I want a truck,boat,house,a job,some food,a vacation,a new tv,some cookies,glass of milk,some new shoes,a Harley,a new wife,and dont forget the truck
“I’d like a full time job.”
Well I’m gonna tell ya it’s Rudolf again,his nose quit
what do you mean by no trucks this year,I’ve been good this year,I mean the good list
you know that cash for clunkers deal worked out pretty good for me,I traded my sleigh for a snowmobile
I had to get Rudolph a green red nose.
you really need to do something with your brows bro
“Poking your leg? Oh, uh …. uh, that’s my belt buckle.”
So then she said “you’re not real, and pulled my beard.”
Cousin, I think its time we told the truth.
I love the simulated training. I can really see what its like to be the fake mall santa’s now.
Ashton Kutcher has more Facebook friends than I do.
Wow, this is awkward.
Inside joke or not, I just can’t handle calling everyone I meet a ho anymore.
Not sure where, but I know I’ve seen you before.
And the reindeer are threatening to strike if I don’t raise their base salaries by 20%.
Yes, Virginia…..There is a Santa Claus. Actually, there’s a Santa Claus everywhere you look!
“I wish I wasn’t having these strange feelings right now.”
“Are you my daddy?”
Maybe you should cut back on the Cialis during the Holidays…..
“Let’s both start crying and see how big of an audience we can attract.”
“I love your eyes.”
“…and then she told me that if I left her alone again on Christmas night just one more time it was over.”
I thought Dirty Santa was a gift exchange game.
Is that a candy cane in your pocket or are you excited to see me?
This what your can expected from those annoying little kids.
“…and then she said ‘I want a puppy or Mrs. Claus may have an accident.’ I did not sign on for this!!”
“I thought the Judge made it clear to stay at least 500 feet away.”
“My santa suit is itchy”
Define “good”.
So as I was saying Fred, this santa gig is getting old with all the little kids that are not potty trained sittin on my lap.
“…and then the little brat hit me…right in the bowl full of jelly!”
Fluffy meets Frenchy.
O.K., Henry, next time you want to chat you don’t have to sit on my lap, that is reserved for the kids you dummy.
“I keep having nightmares that the chimney is still lit, or the cookies are laced with anthrax. I don’t even want to tell you my recurring reindeer mutiny dream.”
NO CHRISTMAS SPIRIT ANY MORE.
THE ICE CAP IS MELTED.
EVERY ONE USING EMAIL.
SO SAD.
Santa Empathy Training Demo
It seems like seeing me has thrown you into a real identity crisis.
“…but I thought we Santas were allowed to lay our finger aside our nose.”
“and I want 234 bikes,570 go-carts, 840 barbies, 970 footballs…”
“Apologies. My bowl full of jelly is trying to find the exit.”
I like your suit. Where did you get it?
“I’ve been a bad, bad boy!”
And don’t say “HO HO HO MERRY CHRISTMAS”. It’s no longer acceptable. Instead, say “HAVE A HAPPY INTERFAITH HOLIDAY”.
“And before the next kid arrives Cut those long finger nails on your left hand.”
There seemed to be a strange paradox the day Santa came to the mall.
So. What do you wanna be when you grow up ?
I’ve been naughty. But I can’t help myself – those sexy little elves……..
A peek inside of Mrs. Claus’ fantasy day dream.
Sorry man, I’m so tired-I meant to stand in the line for Sarah Palin book signing.
Proof that Santa Claus’ twin brother Ed was always trying to steal his thunder.
You can pull my beard if I can pull your’s.
I think what we’re doing right now puts us both on the Naughty List.
How exactly do you make ‘Mall Santa’ look good on a resume?
I ain’t your HO hO HO !!!
Your letter said all you wanted this year was a lap dance, right?
..and I want paid Holidays off, including Christmas.
I don’t want world peace, there is too much money to be made in Halo games!
You think this is odd, you should see what I do for Easter.
If one more kid asks for a cell phone I am going “postal”!
I don’t think this ventriloquist act is fooling anybody.
I just found out that Rudolph does not qualify for the “cash for clunkers” program.
How about Santa’s Christmas Confessions for a new reality show?
Better make sure Mrs. Clause wins that Holiday vacation
Coming this holiday season to a theater near you… Sean Connery…Burt Renals…”Santa My Santa!”
I always wondered what it would be like to be you.
I want a raise.
The eagle has landed. Mother Goose is on the move. Why are you looking at me that way? You…You’re not my secret contact, are you?
I guess what it all boils down to is the fact that mom always liked you best.
What do I want for Christmas? You are joking me right? I come down here every December, sit on your lap for an hour or two and talk about the latest Broadway musicals, and you still can’t figure out what I want for Christmas???
I got caught with one too many ho’s.
Hey Santa I hope that’s a candy cane in your pocket.
All I want for Christmas is to BE YOU and you are taking that job
away from me!
“Hi. I’m your Secret Santa.”
My therapist said to write myself a letter, I think this works better.
I can’t talk to the elves about my problems….they all look up to me.
How do I tell the children that I just don’t like milk and cookies?
I just want them to believe in me again.
Well, I know I’m not the real Santa but you never know if any of the others are…
Can you tell me where I could find Santa Clause Lane?
I want a reindeer,a sleigh, an elf…..
Looks like Santa’s Christmas Confessions will be a new reality T.V. show
really, you are the real santa , oh boy.
i got to go, i left my sleigh double parked
i want a hello kitty pipe
I’ve lost my sense of self.
Good beard. Is that thing real?
Sooo, Victor…..will YOU be stuffing my stocking this year?
All I want for Christmas is a sweet gig at the mall
Do you find that it’s harder to get laid this time of year?
I mean seriously, who ever thought that Santa would get laid off!
I never should have put Rudolph in charge of mall security.
i certainly hope that is coal in your pocket
do you really think i am that obeast
I want a trip to the Bahamas with no telephones, no internet, no kids, and no ELVES!!!
“Hey Dude, you got it all wrong. The beard and mustach are to fake, there’s no buttons on your coat and where are the black mittens? C’mon!”
I hope this “moment” doesn’t show up on YouTube somehow.
She’s YOUR wife I know….but once a year….?
let’s just keep this under our beards for now!
The elve are afraid.
They’ve asked me to intervene.
pssssst…..where did you leave the sleigh?
I would really like a new job for Christmas.
All I want for Christmas is to retire.
Do these team-building excersizes make you uncomfortable?
“All right….you want to drive? Let’s move to England!”
“Why you asking me?”
“You know….it’s your day off.”
This mall isn’t big enough for the both of us…
Umm… That vibration you just felt was my cell phone, gotta go now, bye!
If you get to the houses before me save some cookies and milk!
I only work one day a year. I’m not going to job share.
I don’t believe in Santa Clones.
I think I grabbed some of Frosty’s stuff this morning!
A little to the left you say?
“I know. I know. I can’t name them all either.”
your bipolar
These Mall Santa training sessions suck.
I want to get what I want for Christmas for once!
All I want for Christmas is my job back.
“All those hanging stockings just serve as a metaphorical reminder of how well hung Christmas is and I’m not!”