I’m bored. Therefore, I get up to no good.
Here’s a picture of Munch’s The Scream. You can get either a thought bubble or a speech bubble.
If you come up with a caption, I’ll make you a wallpaper in either 800x600 or 1024x768.
Have at. 
“Oops, I crapped my pants!”
“I can’t believe it’s not butter!”
“Wilhelm!”
“CANADIANS! AHHHHHH!”
Just kidding, Kythereia (and all my other brothers and sisters to the North).
OK, how about this one:
“A Prostrate Exam?!”
Have You Seen Me?
“Damn it! I left the house without my ears again!”
“Mormon Missionaries! And no place to Hide on this Bridge!”
or
“At Least I Still Have My Head!”
or
'Shut up! My Head does NOT look like a Light Bulb!"
“Which way to Roswell?”
“The Voices!!! Make them stop!!!”
“You kids and your crazy rock and roll music!”
“Can you hear me now? Good…”
Where…is…my…tin…foil…hat!!!
Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!
It Burns! Aaaagghghhhhhhhh!! It Burns!!!
“Holy crap, a talking muffin!”
First batch!
**JohnT: **
“Oops, I crapped my pants!” 800 x 600 | 1024 x 768
“You kids and your crazy rock and roll music!” 800 x 600 | 1024 x 768
Mindfield:
“I can’t believe it’s not butter!” 800 x 600 | 1024 x 768
Hal Briston:
“Wilhelm!” 800 x 600 | 1024 x 768
EvilAsh:
One certainly would be prostrate for a prostate exam… 
800 x 600 | 1024 x 768
Ethilrist:
“Have you seen me?” 800 x 600 | 1024 x 768
Kalhoun:
“Damnit! I left the house without my ears again!” 800 x 600 | 1024 x 768
CalMeacham:
“Mormon missionaries! And no place to hide on this bridge!” 800 x 600 | 1024 x 768
“At least I still have my head!” 800 x 600 | 1024 x 768
“Shut up! My head does not look like a lightbulb!” 800 x 600 | 1024 x 768
Oakminster:
“Which way to Roswell?” 800 x 600 | 1024 x 768
Mr. Bus Guy:
“The voices!!! Make them stop!!” 800 x 600 | 1024 x 768
Count Blucher:
“Can you hear me now? Good!” 800 x 600 | 1024 x 768
**Yeticus Rex: **
“Where… is… my… tin… foil… hat!!!” 800 x 600 | 1024 x 768
“Nooooooooooooooooooooo!” 800 x 600 | 1024 x 768
“It burns! Aaaagghghhhhhhhh!! It burns!!!” 800 x 600 | 1024 x 768
Home Alone?!
“Oh, oh. Here comes Bill and Frank to talk my ear off for a freakin’ hour. Man, I hope they don’t see me…shit! Here they come!”
"Yes, but what a shame, the poor groom’s bride is a … "
(this needs to be spoken by one of the guys coming down the corridor, er, bridge.)
I’m weary of looking at pictures on the web now since being a victim of the ones that suddenly and without warning… change.
It’s the Scream, not a screamer. Trust your friendly neighborhood love goddess.
I’ll get to the next batch tomorrow, but please please *please *let me know which size you want, guys…