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Competition 58
This competition ended on: 15th December 2003

The voting for this competition has ended.
The results of this caption competition are as follows:

TOTAL VOTES: 13


Avon: Dib, dib, dib

Tarrant: Dob, dob dob

The Liberator branch of the Boy Scouts was in session...

A I

Percentage of vote= 8%
AVON: Heil!
VILA: The sopronīs making Avon hallucinate! Itīs Tarrant, not Hitler!

Currer

Percentage of vote= 8%
Avon: "Stop! no mincing on the flight deck!"

backdoor_uk

Percentage of vote= 8%
Avon: "The tellyīs on the blink again. Iīll just give it a whack"

Futsie

Percentage of vote= 8%
Avon: All we have to do to win big at Freedom City is to get Orac to shrink and then hide him up Tarrantīs ass
Tarrant: But whatīs the rock for!
Avon: Makes it intolerably painful for you, and it makes me feel kinky

Pearly Gates

Percentage of vote= 8%
Avon shushed Vila. He could feel its presence again- the ghost of the twit with the really bad hairstyle!

pjwrench

Percentage of vote= 8%
Vila (wryly): Now I get it! Orac and the sopron are mating, and Avon wants to join them to produce some kind of Super-Ego...

Tarrant: And I suppose you want us to just stand by while you do whatever it is youīre doing, without telling the rest of us? Is that it, Avon?

Avon: Something like that... (pause) Why donīt you get some rest, Tarrant? You look pale. Well, most of you does.

Patrick

Percentage of vote= 8%
AVON: Shh! Itīs the Queenīs speech.

doomwatcher

Percentage of vote= 8%
Avon: and when I hit the dash I want you to bring the liberator to a controlled emergency stop. into positions please.

MadMat

Percentage of vote= 8%
Avon: Now, I want the guilty, dirty, DIRTY boy to come to the front of the class and identify this stool.

Doomwatcher

Percentage of vote= 8%
T: "Avon, why canīt you just admit it? Oracīs ability to make microwave muffinīs isnīt overly promising and weīre getting hungry."
A: "Iīve scorched the back of my hand for you Tarrant! Now, Orac...where were we? Three minutes on high...."

N8t-M8t

Percentage of vote= 8%
Avon: You see? i have no nails!

All: mother of!....dear god!..is..is?.....

Dr1shade

Percentage of vote= 8%
Tarrant: Avon you must give me my real clothes back
Avon: Speak to the hand

Unidentified BBC Object

Percentage of vote= 8%


Here are all of the captions in the competition:

T: "Avon, why canīt you just admit it? Oracīs ability to make microwave muffinīs isnīt overly promising and weīre getting hungry."
A: "Iīve scorched the back of my hand for you Tarrant! Now, Orac...where were we? Three minutes on high...."

N8t-M8t


Avon: Yyyy
Tarrant: M
Vila: C
Orac: A
Altogether: YyyyMmCA....

MadMat


AVON: Shh! Itīs the Queenīs speech.

doomwatcher


Avon was very keen to show the others how shiny Orac had made his fingernails.

doomwatcher


Avon: "Wait, we still have one question left. Orac tell us again: was it animal, vegetable or mineral?"

Backdooruk


Avon: All we have to do to win big at Freedom City is to get Orac to shrink and then hide him up Tarrantīs ass
Tarrant: But whatīs the rock for!
Avon: Makes it intolerably painful for you, and it makes me feel kinky

Pearly Gates


Avon: Shh, weīre just about to find out what it is!
Orac: Iīve devoted too much of my busy time to this. Itīs a rock. (from the BBC props dept)

Pearly Gates


Vila could see that Avon had given Orac the death-rock to wear as Orac determined the sentence for Vilaīs crime of making Avon look stupid

Not like the good ol days


Avon: Now, I want the guilty, dirty, DIRTY boy to come to the front of the class and identify this stool.

Doomwatcher


Avon: You see? i have no nails!

All: mother of!....dear god!..is..is?.....

Dr1shade


Avon: Hey! Can you two keep it down! Im trying to watch Match of The Day!

SjJenna27


Avonīs attempts to cross-breed Orac and a sopron rock drag on into the fourth week ...

Gemma


AVON: Shush, Oracīs having his nap!

Gemma


TARRANT: Kerr Avon, have you been playing with alien rocks again?
*AVON GROANS AT SCARY PARENTAL CREW, AS VILA SITS WITH HANDS ON HIPS IN FATHERLY WAY*
AVON: Go away Tarrant, or youīll feel the back of my hand.

Currer


TARRANT: Avon, youīve been on long enough! I want to watch some light night TV!
AVON: Tarrant, shut up, Orac is reading my palm... apparantly my true love will be an alcoholic thief.
*VILA FINALLY SEES HIS CHANCE AS HE MAKES FOR A BREAK*

Currer


AVON: Heil!
VILA: The sopronīs making Avon hallucinate! Itīs Tarrant, not Hitler!

Currer


Avon: "The tellyīs on the blink again. Iīll just give it a whack"

Futsie


Avon: "Stay away from the Sopron, Tarrant! The sight of that much hair and teeth could be too much even for you!"

Futsie


Avon: Stop!!
Tarrant: (singing)In the name of love..........

SjJenna27


Vila lost the best dramatic pose contest final. (guess who won)

Slave


Avon: You see! Orac has analysed my hand and itīs clean.
Tarrant: But you must check the left one too. Then weīll see who masturbates the least.

Eighth Member


Avon blew into the fist holding the gooseberry and when he opened his hand Tarrant appeared. Villa was very impressed.

Tariel Yell


Avon: And so what do you think of my lovely blue fingernails?
Tarrant: Heh, those are my expensive false nails!
Vila: Mmm, they seem gorgeous Avon, mind if I take a closer look?

Eighth Member


Avon: "STOP!! Nobody move!" , "Villa, the next time you forget to put your gun back into the charger unit ......." " is the saftey on?"

So when is the relaunch of B7 ?????


Tarrant: Avon! Blowing raspberries at the pursuit ships is no substitute for neutron blasters!

Patrick


Vila (wryly): Now I get it! Orac and the sopron are mating, and Avon wants to join them to produce some kind of Super-Ego...

Tarrant: And I suppose you want us to just stand by while you do whatever it is youīre doing, without telling the rest of us? Is that it, Avon?

Avon: Something like that... (pause) Why donīt you get some rest, Tarrant? You look pale. Well, most of you does.

Patrick


Avon: I swear to tell the whole truth, and nothing but the truth....
Orac: So....
Avon: I did it, Tarrant. I asked Orac to transmit those *secret* viscasts....
Vila: Zen, put it on the main screen!

Laicariel


Avon: Hey Tarrant, read between the lines...

Ash


Avon: "Stop! no mincing on the flight deck!"

backdoor_uk


Tarrant: I thought you were a topline programmer, Avon, but Iīve never seen one who uses a loofah to clean out a virus from a computer
Avon: OK, do YOU want to put the marigolds on?

Tariel Yell


Avon: Can somebody please lend me 50 pence for Orac? Iīve run out of coins just when he was going to tell me how we were all going to die.

Tariel Yell


Tarrant: So Avon, all along you told us Orac was an incredibly brainy computer when in fact you produced the wobbly voice and worked everything out, and we actually own a kitschy microwave.
Avon: Yes, but I never meant to mislead you, it was just your first impression, and I canīt make allowances for your stupidity.

Ganamede tiles


Avon (sings): Itīs just a step to the riiii-iight...

Patrick


Tarrant: No, Avon, that is NOT how you give a Vulcan greeting.

Patrick


Avon: and when I hit the dash I want you to bring the liberator to a controlled emergency stop. into positions please.

MadMat


Tarrant: Avon..
Avon: quiet, Iīm busy
T: but, Avon...
A: shh
T: but..
A: aa
T: bu..
A: no
T: b..
A: n

T: BUT VILAīS APPENDIX HAS BURST!
Avon: ok Orac, Iīll finish your bed bath later

MadMat


Tarrant: wereīs the toilet? Iīm bursting.
Avon: straight down that corridor, on the left.
Vila: and hurry up, Iīm a bit desparate myself.

MadMat


The Liberator Crew were fresh to Oracīs triphop beat, which occurred whenever a heavy rock was placed on its lid. It was Badass Avon vs The Skank Tarrant, and the others were just homies who couldnīt decide what to do

Eighth Member


Paul Darrow: Wait a minute at least, I havenīt fully drained my close-up shot of all its dramatic possibilities

Cracked tiles


Tarrant: And it wasnīt me!
Avon: Well is it me or has something just died in here?

The Eighth Member


Avon had eventually realised that Blake had been here all the time, but had just been too small to see with the naked eye

Cracked tiles


Jennaīs not here, Avon, look youīve been sleepwalking again!

Dmitri2060


Tarrant was the only one left standing when the music stoped!

zen


Stop! In the name of love!

Craig


Finally, Daynaīs habit of using the teleporter to steal peopleīs seats the moment they stood up was exposed.

Craig


Avon motions a drink...whilst Tarrant brings him a pint of Guinness. Clearly Vila has had too much...

Chobley


Avon shushed Vila. He could feel its presence again- the ghost of the twit with the really bad hairstyle!

pjwrench


Vila: "Aw no, heīs been up all night drinking coffee and watching Bruce Lee movies again..."

Futsie


Vila: Quick Tarrant, Avonīs about to start sucking his thumb again.

Simon


Avon protested that on top of Orac was the perfect place for the ashtray.

Craig


Avon: Dib, dib, dib

Tarrant: Dob, dob dob

The Liberator branch of the Boy Scouts was in session...

A I


Tarrant: Thatīs it! I warned you to stop bragging about your "technique"!

BlakNo1


Tarrant: Avon! Thatīs your hand youīre talking to, not me! Youīve really got to spend your time with a bunch of desperate criminals rather than Orac more often.

Unidentified BBC Object


Tarrant: Iīve told you before to wash your hands after emptying your guts Avon, just look at me

Eighth Member


Tarrant: Avon you must give me my real clothes back
Avon: Speak to the hand

Unidentified BBC Object


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