This is crying out for a caption. I'll choose my favorite, and send something neat* to whoever writes it. Submissions open throughout the weekend, one per person, and can only be left as comments here (it's too difficult to track on Twitter or via e-mail).
*definition of 'neat' will be at my sole discretion.
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Mr. Wheaton was found guilty in LA Superior Court and sentenced to 3 years and is now a register Smurf offender.
One smurf, two smurf, blue smurf, blue smurf… oh wait…
Goofus keeps Smurfette to himself.
Goofus is a dick.
Gallant knows that there is only one female Smurf, and instead prefers the company of male Smurfs.
Gallant knows that being a dick is wrong.
Goofus is a dick.
Goofus keeps Smurfette all to himself.
Gallant knows that being a dick is wrong.
Gallant prefers the company of male Smurfs, because there is only one female Smurf in Smurf village.
Because Christmas tribbles just wouldn’t work!!
Sorry Wil! I tried to delete one of these but the Web site would not let me!
Admiral Smurfbar – “I told you it was a trap!”
Having walked into an agro room of smurfs, Wil Wheaton pacified them all by casting *hug*
Wil kept chasing his high by squeezing the last possible bit of Smurf Dust from his “friends”.
(Craig Ferguson for mentioned Smurf Dust on his show last night.)
And then, Smurfs began to erupt from Wil Wheaton’s still warm corpse…
Evil Wil Wheaton’s heart grew 2 sizes that day due to the loving smurfy goodness of the army of Santasmurfs…
Sorry about the double-post. Stoopid browser.
THIS IS WHY THEY CALL ME CRUSHER!!!!
I’ve got them Capitan! Now quick, beam them to the Klingon ship!
I’ve got all of them Captain! Now quick, beam them to the Klingon vessel!
Thats the story of how Wil Wheaton (Slayer of Dragons) and some plucky smurfs saved Christmas.
Smurfs: Maybe if we keep on smiling, he’ll let us go…
And that’s when Wil failed his save-versus-gnap-gnap throw and got his ass bitten by Hidey Smurf and promptly turned purple.
…Whereupon the Romulan ale kicked in, and Lt. Crusher and his new Andorian friends got down to Journey’s “Any Way You Want It.”
I smurf myself; I want you to smurf me
When I feel down; I want you above me
I search myself; I want you to find me
I forget myself; I want you to remind me
I don’t want anybody else
When I think about you I smurf myself
Ooh I don’t want anybody else Oh no, oh no, oh no
A much younger Papa Smurf collects his kids after a long day of shopping.
And what happened then? Well, in Wilville they say that the Wheaton’s small heart grew three sizes that day.
I love these little blue bastards…
And thanks to the Magic Of Wishes, Wil’s beard sprouted Smurfs for Christmas!
Little did the Smurfs realize that Wil was not the savior they thought he was. Indeed, soon they would wish for the swift end that capture by Gargamel would have ensured; some things are worse than death. But, for now, ignorance truly was bliss.
Hugs are a dish best served Smurfy!
Wil Wheaton is… The Claw!
Wil Wheaton is… The Claw!
Wil Wheaton is… The Claw!
Wow. This is so far down, you may never see it, but just in case, for your consideration:
Spot the (B)looney!
alternate spelling:
Spot the Blueney!
there you go…a short, sweet caption; an armful of fun for Python and non-Python fans alike.
Can I do another one? here goes:
So THAT’S what happened to Octomom’s kids!
Yet again Wheaton fell victim to Hollywood’s movie marketing…
Finally, Gargamel is inducted into SmurfBLA.
Gremlins 3: Wil delights after he spills egg nog on his Gremlin, but regrets feeding them Christmas cookies after midnight!
Wil, unexpectedly, finds bliss when he discovers the smurfy way to have a ‘Blue Christmas.’
Evil Wil Wheaton was exceedingly pleased with his offering to the dark lord Cthulhu.
Wheaton feels a little blue. Ends in tragic irony.
Wil has Smurfgasm. Film @ 11.
Fawkes’ plan to take down the knights of good runs into an unexpected hitch.
“As much as Wil would like to deny it, it will be a blue, blue Christmas without me.”
**total aside I *may* have been in love with you as a teen, but don’t worry I’m totally over that now.**
“I don’t want to eat them, I don’t want to turn them into gold, all I want now is to DESTROY THEM!”
(quoted in the Gargamel entry in Wikipedia; original source not specified)
“Hi I’m Wil Wheaton. I am required by law to tell you that I am moving into the neighborhood.”
Wil could not stop Smurfing those Smurfs, right in the middle of the Smurfing store. It was freaking Smurf.
It’s the smurfiest smurfull of smurfs ever! ::sung to It’s the Most Wonderful Time of the Year::
Love is a many splendid smurf.
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LOL – You’re a sweetheart <3My computer froze up and I could never tell that I posted, even after I would refresh the page…again and again. Therefore I posted…again and again. By then it was too late to fix the error. You are a hero! I shall color you all shades of awesome!
Wil knew he shouldn’t have gotten Mogwai Smurf wet, but it was worth all the risk.
“When Wesleys Crush”
“Sorry, Vern. I guess a more experienced shopper could have gotten more for your seven Smurfs.”
Gargamel: The early years.