Caption This! Week 36

[ami]

photo credit: @Gettmore

 

[Pollaco]

"Fetch me some coffee" the colonel says. Ha,Wait till he tastes this.

 

[Blessmag]

Chamber pot duty stinks

 

[JOHN42768]

You would think in this man's Army a corporal would be able to find a private to do the work

 

[dgfred]

I'm bringing my portable spit bucket to the meeting.

 

[JOHN42768]

If they think I'm going looking for a Starbucks, they have another think coming.

 

[Pat Answer]

"Wait a minute... where'd that creek go?"

 

[Virginia Dave]

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photo credit: @Gettmore

They should have given me a bigger bucket if they wanted me to pick up all the dud cannon balls.

 

[gggfJulius]

I told Mom I wanted a Monkees lunchbox!

 

[Cornpone and Molasses]

They said come down to the south, we'll get together, have a few laughs…'"

Welcome to the party, pal.

 

[TerryB]

The last known photo of Corp. John Higgins, who began walking home to Michigan in May 1865. He was a clean-shaven lad of 18 when he started for home, but as may be seen from the photo, the years were not kind to him. As of this date, Corp. Higgins has not arrived yet.

 

[Pete Longstreet]

"I've had enough of this war. I'm taking my bucket and going home."

 

[John Winn]

The Captain said look busy for the Colonel's visit; been circling camp with this bucket for hours now.

 

[bayouace]

"I know that damned mule is around here somewhere."

 

[farrargirl]

Confederate Nitre and Mining Bureau
Selma, Alabama

Dear Mrs. Higgins,
We have detained your husband, Corp. John Higgins, to collect our ladies' chamber lye here in Selma.
The Nitre Division feels this to be useful work for our prisoners. Although somewhat grim and soiled, he is a good worker.
Cordially,
John Haralson, Agent

 

[Gary Morgan]

Step One on Bucket List: Get a Bucket.....

 

[Mrs. V]

Happy I got a pot to..well you know..

 

[JOHN42768]

Hi Ho, Hi Ho it's off to work I go. I still have to find Grumpy and Doc.

 

[BronxYankee]

You guys are mean. I'm taking my buckets and going home.

 

[MRB1863]

"Who left the lid off my crickets?"