This is the Brand New Splendid Marbles Photo Caption Contest. This should be a lot of fun – for me at least, and after all, that is what matters most and is why this site is still up and running.
The 100th Splendid Marbles Cartoon Caption Contest will be held at the end of January. I can promise a prize worth at least $25 – or a date with Snookie from “Jersey Shore” – whichever’s cheaper.
Voting is closed for the “Whale-Chute” caption contest.
Time to vote for the most excellent "Whale-Chute" caption.
Total Voters: 73
And, here’s the winner of the “Easter Island Homes” caption contest:

Congratulations, Dane! (I'll toss in a box of Ms. Crispy's Malt Liquor Flakes along with a signed print.)
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Here’s a shot of the shirt featuring one of my swell contest cartoons:
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Here’s another shot of this week’s “Answer My God Damned Question Now Contest” image:
Just chillin’.
“I heard the Detroit Lions won the Super Bowl, so I am here to FREEZE HELL!”
He’s freezing his God-damn Martian ass off!
He’s taking Ben and Jerry hostage!
Taking up space!
Oh sorry….. Just God damned chillin’.
Close that door. I’m tasing for greens.
“I’d say ‘freeze’ but it would sound redundant.”
Freezing his damn antenna balls off.
Damned translator must have gotten it wrong when I said ‘take me to your leader’…
“Freezing his Ass-teroids off”
Area 51’s frozen specimens section
Making sure you stick to your diet…hands off the Ben & Jerry’s!!
Putting his plans for inter-galactic domination on ice.
Listening to Cold Play on his Ipod.
Grygorr figured this would be the last place he would see doves on this forsaken planet.
“Who did you expect, the Easter Bunny?”
“Where the hell have you been? My God damn balls froze off waiting on you!”
All the greens are neatly stacked in one place.
“Shut the damn door. You’re letting all the cold air out.”
“They told me I could find Tom Jones here.”
He got lost on his way to Uranus.
“Back off the chocolate and no one gets hurt.”
cool
“He has claimed the collard greens and turkey sausage in the name of Zoul, and is about to dust the Ben & Jerry’s.”
This is a stick up. Give me all your Ben & Jerry’s Ice Cream before I melt, and this God Damn popsicle phaser gun goes off!
I ate some ice cream, and now my brain is freezing. Get me the hell out of here!
Captain Kirk, beam me up!
Damned if I know!
He’s wondering why you have so damned many ice cubes.
FREEZING HIS GOD DAMNED SPACE BALLS OFF.
Martians, ha ha ha…..Santa will be pleased, and thanks to Ben and Jerry, I’ll be promoted!
He heard the Green Giant was in there.
He wanted to find out where the mythical Green Giant lived.
Seeing if the Light goes out when you close the door.
Yep, It does!
Things haven’t been the same since Tim Burton went vegetarian.
He’s taking the greens in the name of Emperor Zurg, and there’s nothing Ben and Jerry can do about it.
Looking for his God Damn Rocket Pops.
He took the wrong turn at Alberquerque!
Keeping Ben and Jerry from invading your face.
“Yes humanoid you heard me …”I” am now king of the castle!!”
Because there is a blind kid playing with a frozen chicken leg.
“Back off human or Jimmy Dean here ends up like ?Ben and Jerry!!!
It’s the only way he could hide from Slim Whitman.
He’s looking for weapons of mass destruction.
Surfing a Sea Of Collard Green
He forms a Bridge from Ice to Cream
Wondering where his God damned Cherry Garcia is?
Chillaxing!
I’m coming to take back what the Green Giant didn’t
It was Jerry’s night to make sure no one confiscated their ice cream.
Go ask Mikey.
And God said, “I don’t know, but if you use my name in vain again I’m going to have to give that Martian permission to shoot you.”
“Let me guess. No one put it there. It just got up and climbed in there all by itself!”
Baking soda for the frige. Martians for the freezer!
Isn’t this area 51?
The icebox is the best place to hide valuable collectibles from thieves.
Shhh! He’s playing hide and seek with the Big Giant Head.
Hmmm I asked to be taken to your leader? Now I am here with Ben and Jerry and the Jolly Green Giant.
He’s waiting for you to REALLY scream for Ice Cream!
“All you broccoli are belong to us.”
Wondering who stole his REAL sausage and replaced it with God damned turkey sausage!
Looking for his God damned Mars bar!
You can unsubscribe me now. I don’t appreciate your language.
Defending his favorite foods from God damned invaders
He’s guarding the turkey sausage, which he believes to be the corpse of his dear brother Sal.
He’s a “Challenged” Alien who thinks he’s in Alaska, and he’s waiting to get paid to live there.
He wanted crystal balls…
He is hiding from embarrassment from taking a role in “Mars Attacks”.
Looking for the God damned Jolly Green Giant.
Looking for his God damn bitches, Sara Lee, Mrs. Smith, and Marie Callender.
Greg, you can double-subscribe me now. I appreciate your humor.
‘Reaching’
Wishing he had a spoon!
Trying to turn blue.
Hoping SOMEONE will open the door and show him the way to the microwave!
Declaring himself King of the Vegetables
Paying homage to your frost-free-ness!
Wondering who slipped him the mickey at last nights party and how he ended up in the freezer!
His job, keeping a watch out for that first sign of frost.
OK, Where’s the God damned beef?!
Running out of options for a suitable mate, Mr. Martian decides to take on the collared greens.
Who cares about the Martian, why does someone actually have three bags of collared greens in their freezer?
The perfect hiding place for your child’s Christmas present.
He’s been monitoring our media broadcasts and has come here to try our ice cream.
Call the police! I’m a victim of alien abduction. Your roommate kidnapped me and set me to work cleaning your oven, refrigerator and freezer.
Nobody wants to run the risk of hiring an illegal alien anymore. So, I’m broke and reduced to raiding freezers to stay alive.
Don’t ask……….Don’t tell
Psalms 136:26….So shut the door!
…… Psalms 136:25
He’s being God damned pissed off right now, that’s what he’s doing! He flew two freaking billion miles for some God damned cold cream and can’t find it anywhere! He’s really not pissed that he traveled that far, it’s just that he really needed that God damned cold cream! And trust me, if you saw his old alien hag of a wife, you’d understand. (Hey Greg, I didn’t realize until I had already submitted 4 entries that the limit was three, so this is just another “HAPPY 99th” bonus entry, HA!)
I believe that is the Jolly Green Midget and he is guarding the brussels sprouts.
“He’s calculating the decades since anyone’s called the freezer a goddam “icebox”.
The Goddamn Happy Meal was just the Goddamn beginning!
“Sshh… I’m hunting wabbits.”
Needed a place to chillax, because the outfit is flaming!
I think his intention is that anyone who eats collard greens and ice cream should be vaporized!
Why don’t you go ask the God Damn kid who put it there.
He’s waiting to laser the person who put in the two empty containers of B&J’s.
Lasering then abducting anyone who buys pints and not quarts.
He’s waiting for Jack Nicholson to come and retrieve him.
Posing for AlienGirl.
Because Uranus is hiding in your pants!
Martian… the other green meat.
“The food on this planet is freezerburned and the service is awful.”
Finally solved the mystery of the universe as to whether the light bulb really goes out when the door is closed.
Don’t awaken the Green Giant or those guys named Ben and Jerry.
If only they had Strawberry Ice Cream, I could stay here forever.
“This can’t be the Big Rock Candy Mountain.”
After a brief stab at Sci-Fi movie production,
Gregg refocuses his efforts to the “cartoon caption industry”
Getting in shape for “Toy Story 4: TUNDRA!” casting call.
Ice box? What ice box?
Were you expecting Mr. Potato Head?
When Marty gets homesick he likes to teleport to unsuspecting freezers and reminisce in the fragrance of freezer burn while standing in the frigid still air.
“Pay no attention to the Martian in the freezer!”
“A relatively obscure clause in the S.510 Food Modernization Act allows for the Department of Homeland Security to outsource to Martian colonies contracts for spying on American home freezers to insure that only highly processed and GM foods are being consumed.(Rueters)”
“I come in the name of peas.” -No, wait…
He is forcing the unholy consummation of vanilla and chocolate at gun-point.
In the name of mercy he is demanding that you pull the plug on these vegetables.
Looking for intelligent signs of ice.
Just trying to get over the hump mate.
He’s wondering where all the “Hundreds” of God Damned entries are for this God Damned contest, and thinking to himself “I traveled all this way for this?! (Just another bonus entry.)
Hey Greg, I REALLY liked this one: “I come in the name of peas.” -No, wait…
Posted by Chris Anderson
Thrown off by the green color, he thought he was protecting the remains of his shredded and frozen family members.
Greg, I really liked Chris Anderson’s entry too. That’s funny.
The Macorana!
I want my TEN DOLLARS!!!
Well… you told him to “FREEZE”.
Everybody poops, he’s just want’s a little privacy.
One more potty word from your mouth and it’s “time out” for you mister.
“I told you the light turns off when you shut the door. Now you die!”
He’s there to make sure you stick to your f*$&!^@ diet.
“Take me to your cheddar.”
He’s come to give our home an extreme makeover.
Last warning. Bring me Malibu Barbie.
Cough up the rocket pops.
Yes, I’m your new boy toy.
No, I don’t do windows.
Smile. You’re on Martian youtube.
Guarding Greg’s goddamned greens.
Because there are little lavender men hiding in the sugar bowl.
Because the tooth fairy is vacationing.
Congratulations, your meds are finally kicking in.
Why is the cat on the ceiling? Why am I not wearing pants?
What the hell was in that punch last night and why is there dog fur stuck in my teeth?
Judging by the look on his face you caught him playing with his “little martian”.
Singin Wax’s “Stalking Your Mom”
Dinner???
Waiting for you to close the door.
Who lives in the freezer right under my meat… Mar-tian space man!
Would you rather have it be the hamster?