Society Members were asked to caption each drawing (and guess which member of Buntport was the illustrator).
All contributed captions are listed below each drawing, along with the actual artist.
“What do I do with this thing?”
“You will see me in your mailbox soon.”
Introductions at the Redundancy Ball.
20th century relics.
“Oh, nothing. No one’s invented a use for me.”
P: Hello. Is this the postage service?
P.M: Yes. How can I help you?
P: Maybe I should tell you my name first. I’m Postage 2 1/2. And I would like a B.B.P.S.S. Membership.
“Hello, Operator? I was looking for a banana? Not a phone?”
“The check’s in the mail.”
“No ma’am, I don’t know where your ballot is. Are you sure you put a stamp on it?”
“Envelope here. I thought you said we’re going places!”
“I retired just in time.”
“I’m sorry, you must have the wrong number.”
“And then I’m going to press my body to your top right corner…”
“Have you seen the crown yet?”
“I did not ask for your two cents!”
“No, you’re outdated!”
“Wow. Thanks Antiques Roadshow! Who knew I was worth that much?”
“Why does Goldilocks get the better fairy tale?’
“If we keep standing here we will never get anything done.”
Taken aback by the bacon left over by Goldilocks.
In a cruel plot twist, the three little pigs find themselves in the story of Goldilocks having to choose which pig in a blanket was “just right” for their lunch.
“I don’t really like porridge either. But at least there’s no wolf in this one.”
“Bro.”
“Bro.”
“Little Bro.”
“Why are we outside when our pie is inside?”
Huff? Puff?
“The just cooked bacon smelled really good! I’m sure momma wouldn’t mind.”
The Story of the Fourth Little Pig and the Three Bears.
“Never mind the bacon-that table is on a whole other plane.”
George Orwell’s dream after binge watching Bake and Charlotte’s Web.
At the wolf’s house, the three little pigs-seeing what happened to their friends-decided against their plot for revenge.
Breakfast with ham, bacon, and sausage.
“I think this might be a set-up.”
“I think we might be in the wrong story.”
“They’re gonna slide off, right? You know, cause of the 3 legged table.”
“Mmmmm…Bacon. The forbidden delicacy. “
After eating a shit ton of Halloween candy, she streaked through the streets without inhibition.
“This is so weird, I am not considering the fact that we are going to die.”
“Stop the car, Harold! I feel a headache coming on.”
Gloria ran through the streets, intoxicated by the freedom of body positivity.
“…don’t give him a ride don’t give him a ride don’t give him a ride…”
“I’m beautiful!”
“Look, Gary! We’ve been blessed by a semi-aquatic, sub-african mammal!”
“I don’t think it’s going to stop.”
“At State Farm we’ve seen it all.”
Escape from New York: Macy’s Parade Edition.
In a rare hippo market, stocks mean literally nothing.
Stonks!
On the way to the Macy’s parade, Stu saw it coming but could not look away.
When you and your dad take the same edible and end up at the same cross streets a couple hours later.
“I don’t understand, the Macy’s Parade isn’t until thanksgiving!”
“Looks like my lost Hungry Hippo did okay for himself.”
“Yay, I’m a hungry hungry hip’ smash! ….oh”
“BEEEEES!”
The boy wondered what was worse. The swing with razor blades or his square ass.
“This seems like it would feel unsafe.”
Luckily, Stan was short enough to resist temptation.
Roger had many regrets, some more pointed than others.
“Hm. Maybe next year.”
“Good thing I wore my edible underpants.”
Anti-Homeless swing spikes have Ben feeling enraged.
“Bloody hell.”
The new design was keeping the pigeons away, but also Peter.
The day the Giving Tree said, “No”.
“Darn it! So much for a comfortable day on the swing.”
Janae marveled at the lengths the city went to to prevent sleeping on the trapeze bar.
“I wore my armored shorts this time so we can play.”
No swinging allowed.
“This shouldn’t be such a hard decision…”
“Hey, I’ll swing by later.”
“Ahh the best butt scratcher in town. So many good memories.”
“I ate so much for Thanksgiving dinner…I barfed.”
“Too bad that my mouth is fake.”
“Let’s take it again from the top and this time corn, watch your step.”
Jack tried to explain he was tired of being the face of all produce.
Ah, the faceless crowd.
“Oh, I’m so lonely now.”
“What ya talking about?”
“I like loneliness.”
“Why do they always carve a face on me? Why no corn faces?”
Pumpkin Talk Bubble: What are you lookin’ at
Caption: Vegetables shouldn’t have self awareness, especially squash.
The other vegetables couldn’t take the “orange ones” insults any longer and left in a cornucopia-like huff.
“What do you mean they don’t scoop out your guts?!”
“Gourd morning!”
Jack explained his face lift to members of the cornucopia.
The jack-o-lantern feared for his life after he saw what happened to the cornucopia.
Boonucopia.
“The whole experience just left me feeling hollow.”
“I don’t know about you guys, but I’m gourd.”
“Oh great. Now we have to hear all of Jim’s PTSD stories about last halloween.”
Sir Edward Peatterson longed for the day the plant would grow out the window, so he could climb and kiss his prince.
“Pickle Knight, here to save the potted plant?”
“I’m an independent plant so you can fuck off.”
“I hope the princess in that tower isn’t allergic to peanuts dressed as knights.”
Hyacinth never dreamed that she would be deflowered by such a hottie.
“You’ll never get this potted Plant”. Said…the pickle?
A Brittany Spear
It’s not what it looks like
Typical dill wanna be spear.
Dreaming of the sock puppet at school kept Marvin awake all night.
“Had a dream about sharkey last night…only he wasn’t a human mobster, he was a snake with a shark fin on his head.”
“The children were snug in their beds while visions of dragons danced in their heads…”
Susan wondered if it would have turned out differently if Harold had gotten braces.
Imagine Dragons frontman getting the band name idea.
Dr. Dragon’s dream therapy technique begins to bear fruit.
“Ralph, this is what happens wen we drink too much.”
“This is not my beautiful house!”
“I am not your beautiful wife!”
“At least people don’t have sex on top of you!”
I didn’t see the steamroller until it was too late.
“Twelve gauge”? “Yep, twelve gauge”.
“No…Seriously… The exact same thing.”
Terrible Feng Shui.
Jesus has a sweet Geo Metro.
And so, Jesus took the wheel. Then they died.
“Times are so tough, even Jesus started driving for Uber.”
The risks of letting Jesus take the wheel.
“We gotta invent a highly caffeinated drink about this”!
“What’s it run on?”
Since the Easter Bunny was cancelled in 2020, he attempted to derail Christmas.
“I brought the eggs!”
“This guy missed the memo about wearing a beard…”
“At least one of us isn’t going to get the part.”
OMG he did it! He actually put all his eggs in one basket!
“So… They’re costume eggs?”
BONUS CARTOON SENT IN BY A MEMBER (caption by buntport)
