Just a reminder that I'm running this competition for another week, because I was so late post last week.
So, you beautiful Plonkers know the drill.
Leave a comment, captioning my daft image below and you can win a wee something from me.
Don't forget to go Nominate me
Showing posts with label caption. Show all posts
Showing posts with label caption. Show all posts
Wednesday, 27 November 2013
Tuesday, 12 November 2013
Caption My Photo Competition #26
Happy Tuesday, Beautiful Lovies...time to caption a wonderfully twisted picture of mine and make everyone laugh!
This is this week's installment.
Go Caption It.
Tuesday, 15 October 2013
Caption My Photo Competition #22
Feeshy Feeshy....
Caption this image, make everyone laugh and win an awesome prize from A Daft Scots Lass. Be creative, be original, be witty, be funny - just caption it, Pretty Plonkers.
I wonder what shade of lipstick she's wearing....salmon smooch?
Tuesday, 8 October 2013
Caption My Photo Competition #21
There are so many caption possibilities for this image. I almost feel sorry for this pup - almost. I wish I could enter this one.
Best caption wins a wee something from me.
Ready?
GO
Tuesday, 27 August 2013
Caption and Win #16
Tuesday, 20 August 2013
Caption My Photo Competition #15 and Win
This week's image to caption really makes me drool for a couple of reasons.
Ready?
Go.
Caption that saucy photo.
Monday, 12 August 2013
Caption My Photo Competition #14
Hey, Lovely Plonkers.
Toozday means its time to get yer creative juices flowing and caption a daft photo of mine that I've found on the interwebz. Who knows, you may even win one of my fantabulous Daft Scots Lass tattoos.
Make sure you have a Rockin Groovy Tuesday.
Life is much better when you're laughing, right?
Toozday means its time to get yer creative juices flowing and caption a daft photo of mine that I've found on the interwebz. Who knows, you may even win one of my fantabulous Daft Scots Lass tattoos.
Make sure you have a Rockin Groovy Tuesday.
Life is much better when you're laughing, right?
Tuesday, 30 July 2013
And Winner Is...
I have been a very naughty lass.
I did not choose a winner of my last Caption My Photo Competition #11. Oh I know....I've got so much on my plate right now... I'm becoming fucking useless. No excused so I'm doing it now.
Congratulations to
Not So Simply Single
Who captioned this. Email me at adaflass@gmail.com and I'll send you a wee something...
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| When Penelope the Pig said "charge it", I don't think this was exactly what she meant.... |
Tuesday, 28 May 2013
Tuesday, 21 May 2013
Caption My Photo Competition #3
Happy Toozday, my beautiful Plonkers.
Over the weekend, I took the dogs for a walk. One of the leashes got tangled around my ankles and I fell with all my weight on my pinkie finger (and I ain't a small lass).
It fucking hurt like a Bitch!
I was sobbing, bleeding and my hand started bruising and swelling immediately. I thought I'd broken my hand or at least my finger, because the pain was so bad. I didn't go the the emergency room immediately because my youngest lass had a play date with a friend and I figured if the swelling hadn't gone down by the time KK's playmate had gone home, I'd go to the ER.
The swelling hadn't subsided, even though I'd kept it elevated and soaked it in cold water for a half an hour or so. I decided 2 hours after the accident to take myself off to the ER to make sure I hadn't broken anything. The pain was still quite bad.
Three xrays later and no fractures, it was just a bad sprain. They cleaned out the wound (FUCKING Ouch!) and the doctor said it wouldn't need a stitch if I looked after it. So, back home 2 hours later with pain killers and my medical insurance cringing.
Leaving the hospital the parking guy said "Six Rand, please". I said "Six Rand?! Daylight robbery!". He said "Nah, its cheap". I said "Yeah, cheaper than in there!" pointing to the Emergency Room.
Now back to the Competition?
Caption this whacky image and win a brilliant Daft Scots Lass temporary tattoo.
Tuesday, 4 September 2012
Caption My Photo Competition #65
Firstly, Happy Tuesday my lovely Plonkers.
Today is the day my wee lassie has her surgery. She has never been under anesthetic before, so we both don't know what to expect. I'm not sure how she's going to react to it all. We all react differently to anesthesia. I just detest the unpredictibility of it all.
Well, Kaylin certainly knows what the inside of a hospital looks like. Afterall, she did spend a lot of her time there during the first two years of her life. She really doesn't want to go, but I'm making it light and telling her that I will be there to hold her hand the entire time.
Truth is, we're both anxious.
Just let those doctors and anethetists tell me I can't go in with my little one to hold her hand until she falls asleep. I will cut them! Mama Bear's claws just may come out and she may even bear her teeth if need be. I don't want my wee lass to be scared or feel alone, so I WILL be there until she closes her eyes and I WILL make sure I'm there when she wakes up. I don't care who says otherwise or what the fucking rules are.
I'm going to have to be the strong, brave one this time and not fall apart - for her sake.
For those of you who follow me on Twitter, I'll be Tweeting regularly from the hospital and Instagraming like a Whore so go see me there.
If you don't do Twitter or Instagram, then just take time to caption this daft photo of mine to cheer me up. I'll be checking the comments from time to time and the best caption will win a wee something from me.
❤ yer faces off
Tuesday, 14 August 2012
Caption my Photo Competition #64
Tuesday is a day that is irrelevant. It's a day that could be better spent in bed. It's a day that fucks with you. It doesn't making any promises. It's not mid-week. It's too far from the weekend to be something to look forward to.
I'm taking a wee holiday this weekend to visit my folks. I'm flying down to Natal for four days and I'm super excited. It's going to be brilliant to cuddle her because I haven't seen her since December. I miss her like crazy.
Now, be the lovely Plonkers that you are and caption my pretty picture.
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Tuesday, 7 August 2012
Caption My Photo Competition #63
Tuesdays were made for staying in bed.
But to make it a wee bit better, you can caption this photo.
Some of those boys look very happy to see a Princess.
Tuesday, 24 July 2012
Caption My Photo Competition #61
Tuesday isn't so bad...It's a sign that I've somehow survived Monday.
This is the time where you get to caption one of my daft photos and win a prize from me.
Ready?
Go!
Tuesday, 10 July 2012
Caption My Photo Competition #59
Toozday means you get to caption another of my freaky photos that I've tripped over on my travels across the interwebz. The best caption wins one of my aweseome A Daft Scots Lass temporary tattoos.
Joshua won last week's competition.
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| "Bluetooth Prototype #1 - Results: Neck Pain." |
Now, on to this week's photo.
This one really made me go "What the Fuck?!"
So, go caption it.
Tuesday, 26 June 2012
Caption My Photo Competition #57
Time to caption another humdinger of a daft image, so haud yer wheesht, Plonkers.
Last week I had AimeeKay sent me a photo of her fabulous Daft Scots Lass Tattoo. Seeing as she suffers from skin allergies, she plastered her brilliant tat all over her feeshy tank.
Thanx for a great photo of yer Temporary Tattoo.
Here's your chance to win your very own wickedly wonderful Daft Scots Lass temporary tattoo.
Caption this manky whopper.
Tuesday, 5 June 2012
I always start blogging with a clean post and a dirty mind. Now, Caption My Daft Photo, my Plonkers
I must admit Plonkers, I've been a lazy boring blogger since the hype and craziness of the A to Z Blog Challenge. I don't remember exactly when it happened, but I've lost my blogging mojo again.
I detest when this happens because it means I'll open a clean blog post and stare at it pondering what I should write about.
write throw together a half-decent semi-funny post in about 15 minutes and bam! done and dusted. I tell you the unpleasant truth, Plonkers. I normally don't think too much about it, I just write down the words as I think them. I hardly ever spell check (I know I'm guilty) and I am someone who does most things fast.
I walk fast, I talk fast, I blog fast. Hey Fuckers, don't judge me. I'm a wife and a working mum, with two wee lassies who have truck-loads of extra-mural activies, who need a mum's taxi to ship them around, always have semi-healthy snacks in her over-size (but oh-so-trendy) handbag and juice on tap from a container in the car.
I get up at 6am to feed the cat and 2 dogs, take them out to pee, wake up my girls, make the breakfast, make and pack their lunch boxes, make sure their school bags have all the necessary things they'll need for that day, including changes of clothes for after-care. Make sure they don't look like orphans going to school by helping them get dressed, brush teeth, brush hair (knowing all the latest hairs trends helps) and all this before 7am. Then I have about, oh, 10 minutes to get myself ready.Thank God, I'm naturaly beauty.
I could go on and on about my typicallyfucking hectic busy routine during the day, but I will refrain from boring you to uncontrollable sobs and eating your own hair and shite.
When the FUCK do you think I get time to think about my next blog post?
Gimme a bloody break
Normal Blogging Mojo will return shortly.
Don't pressure me, okay
Right on to more pressing matters....
Caption this Doozie...


I detest when this happens because it means I'll open a clean blog post and stare at it pondering what I should write about.
You can lead a horse to water, but a pencil must be lead.Usually, I can
I walk fast, I talk fast, I blog fast. Hey Fuckers, don't judge me. I'm a wife and a working mum, with two wee lassies who have truck-loads of extra-mural activies, who need a mum's taxi to ship them around, always have semi-healthy snacks in her over-size (but oh-so-trendy) handbag and juice on tap from a container in the car.
I get up at 6am to feed the cat and 2 dogs, take them out to pee, wake up my girls, make the breakfast, make and pack their lunch boxes, make sure their school bags have all the necessary things they'll need for that day, including changes of clothes for after-care. Make sure they don't look like orphans going to school by helping them get dressed, brush teeth, brush hair (knowing all the latest hairs trends helps) and all this before 7am. Then I have about, oh, 10 minutes to get myself ready.
I could go on and on about my typically
When the FUCK do you think I get time to think about my next blog post?
Gimme a bloody break
Normal Blogging Mojo will return shortly.
Don't pressure me, okay
Right on to more pressing matters....
Caption this Doozie...


Tuesday, 29 May 2012
Caption My Photo Competition #54
Toozday means it's that time of week where you get to caption a daft photo of mine and win a wee something from me.

You Ploners that won some of my Daft Scots Lass temporary tattoos haven't sent me any photos of you wearing them in a while. The last one I got was from Alice X.
I hope that the fucking SA Postal Services are not gobbling up all my letters with my cards with my brilliant tats inside.
All you Prize Plonkers that are on my WINNERS LIST leave me a comment to tell me if you got my snail mail?
Here is this week's image
Remember to go vote for my blog. Only Two days left to nominate me.
Tuesday, 22 May 2012
Caption My Photo Competition #53
Tuesday, 15 May 2012
Celebrating One Year
I've been blogging for 4½ years and Caption My Photo Competition has been running for ONE YEAR of those 4½. That's not bad going for a Blog Feature.
This is Week #52, which means this is a special Giveaway for captioning my daft image.
Go do it Plonkers and win a wee parcel of South African goodies from me.
This is Week #52, which means this is a special Giveaway for captioning my daft image.
Go do it Plonkers and win a wee parcel of South African goodies from me.
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