[The scene opens with two cyclists, Arthur and Terry, pedalling frantically down a country road, their faces twisted with panic. Suddenly, the sound of thundering footsteps can be heard behind them. Arthur glances over his shoulder and his eyes widen in horror.] Arthur: [panicked] Terry, do you hear that?! Terry: [also panicked] Of course, I hear it! It sounds like... like a giant chicken with a vendetta! [They pedal faster, but the sound only grows louder. Suddenly, a majestic ostrich appears on the horizon, its beady eyes fixed on Arthur and Terry like a pair of targets.] Arthur: [gasping for breath] Sweet mother of absurdity, it's an ostrich! Why is it chasing us?! Terry: [frantically checking his surroundings] I don't know, Arthur, but I have a feeling we're not in for an egg-citing adventure! [As they pedal faster, Arthur and Terry exchange bewildered glances, their minds racing as fast as their wheels. Suddenly, Terry's eyes light up with a spark of inspiration.] Terry: Arthur, do you still have that bag of birdseed from our last picnic? Arthur: [rummaging through his backpack] Ah, here it is! Terry: [grinning mischievously] Quick, let's give this bird a taste of its own medicine! [Terry grabs the bag of birdseed and, with a theatrical flourish, tosses it behind them like a seasoned magician revealing a trick. The ostrich, caught off guard by the unexpected turn of events, screeches to a halt, its beady eyes widening in disbelief as it watches the birdseed rain down like confetti.] Arthur: [chuckling] Looks like we've outsmarted the feathered fiend! [Terry nods in agreement, a proud smirk spreading across his face as they continue pedaling.] Arthur: Brilliant plan, Terry! Now, let's confuse it further. Do you still have that rubber chicken we bought as a joke last summer? Terry: [grinning] You mean the one with the squeaky beak? [Arthur nods, and Terry quickly produces the rubber chicken from his backpack. With impeccable timing, they squeeze the chicken, making it emit a series of ridiculous squawking noises.] Arthur: [chuckling] If this doesn't distract it, nothing will! [They continue cycling, squeezing the rubber chicken intermittently, creating a bizarre soundtrack to their escape. The ostrich, now utterly perplexed, starts tilting its head as if trying to comprehend the absurdity unfolding before it.]

last comments (total: 5)

Beat me to it

28/01/24
7:05pm

Brilliant caption cap auth. It’s SO my cup of gin.
Why can’t we set up “The Never Ending Story” in the forum? Where somebody starts a story, whether it be a short sentence or a fair bit longer, and those who would want to participate (Names listed) get chosen to continue by the last writer. (To save people writing and getting beaten to the post.) Is this worth a trial Uncle Chris?
It would only work if the last writer randomly chooses the person to go next.
I don’t think it would cause any hassle. It would just be a forum topic wouldn’t it?
Either way folks. I fully understand that if this isn’t possible. Xxx

Karen Oakenfull

29/01/24
6:54pm

I'd be really interested in doing this, Karen. It sounds like fun!

Karyn Harrison

29/01/24
7:57pm

I knew I had to hurry up with this one, before someone else thought of it!

(caption author)

29/01/24
10:22pm

Captioneers start tilting their heads trying to comprehend the absurdity of the enormous green upvote button unfolding before them.

:^)

Crunchy Chords

30/01/24
7:13pm

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