By Jim Brennan
Welcome to the Hooniverse Classic Captions Post. This is a series of posts that are set to run this time each week, so let’s review the premise; I search for images that were used by the car companies in their print advertising or brochures, and it is your job to provide a humorous, snarky, or thought provoking caption that is some how tied in with the image. This week’s image is very unusual, but we’ll get to that in a moment…
Last Week, we had an image of a Pickup Truck near a Marina, and the responses were somewhat amusing, as this was one of the most interesting Caption Contests we have had in a long time. It was Tanshanomi who came up with the second most popular caption this time, and it went something like this: “Reginald, ever since you returned from that ‘dude ranch,’ your behavior has been positively heteroclitic! I can live with your wanting to put a western saddle on Tempest, but this new thing you’re driving is downright insufferable! I shan’t ride in it!” There were 22 other responses to this particular comment, and you should do yourself a favor, and review all of them… they are all that good.
The winner this time was from Alff (Yes, once again), and it was a very clever tie in to a popular television series: “Relax Muffy, Mother and Father will return from their three hour tour very soon. We’ll be back at Howell Manor in time for tea.” Yes, this was very funny, so congratulations Alff!
It’s now time to take a look at this weeks image. It is one of the strangest images I have seen in a while. This is a 1981 Peterbilt 359 Semi, equipped with Whitewalls… Whitewalls on a Semi. The truck was photographed at the Silverado Resort and Spa near Napa, California. The ad copy states “Class, Never Outdated”. That will never win the Caption Contest, so come up with one of your own. (You can click here to see the full size image)
You have the next five days to come up with a great caption. The editors will deliberate entries, and after watching “Smokey and the Bandit” again, we will pronounce a winner. So, get to work and create you’re own caption for this interesting image
Photo Credit: Alden Jewell’s Flickr Photostream
Kamil Kaluski 
Robby DeGraff
Gee Mr. Gatsby, I always pegged you for a Kenworth man.
Grey Poupon? But of course. 30,000 jars of it.
The Duel sequel takes an interesting turn.
I thought it was Smokey and the Vanderbilts.
Upper Crust Journal Day 259 – I feel I am stretching my credibility somewhat with my choice of vehicle, but these folks seem to still be fooled. The upright grille, chrome bumpers, whitewalls, and buttercream paint got me in the gate, and when I explained that Peter Rolls and Bilt Royce were behind the engineering of the silky diesel six under the bonnet, the omission of the Spirit of Ecstasy seemed to be acceptable.
Now to find my diagram of what fork goes where on the table before my dinner manners give me away…
Something was lost in the translation when Buffy invited Ted out for Mac Tonight!
When Reginald showed up with a pick up last week, everyone in the country club humored him, assuming it was a passing fad. When he pulled up in a semi this week, they refused to acknowledge him, going so far as to turn their backs on his new toy, hoping to shame him back into line.
Miss Bouvier's unshaken faith in her ability to start trends could sometimes have unorthodox results.
Myrtle's imprint would have gone unnoticed if Daisy had chosen a Peterbuilt.
This joke would have done better a week or two from now…after the Great Gatsby came out in theaters. You bunch of unread dolts! (I mean that in a loving way.)
Little Enos would never be invited to a cotillion at the Gatsby residence again.
Peterbilt, 1920s technology, now with a 1920s look.
A clueless NBC, wanting to connect with truckers and their lifestyle, first piloted a story of a high society girl with the urge to bring fashion everywhere by truck. Well, Penelope and the Pete was quickly voted down in favor of some kook in a cab-over driving around with a chimpanzee named after a quadruped.
…and why does it look like this is airbrushed on her dress?
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The working title was "BJ and the Baroness".
Very popular in Interstate Rest Area bushes no doubt…
YAY, Alff! Good one, as always! Have a Dodge pickup on me.
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Congrats, Alff! A beer with you!
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After growing up with Schmidt, I'm leery of any beer with a fish on the can.
Thanks, Skay. You know what they say about Sport Trucks – it's what's up front that counts!
<img src="http://i.imgur.com/L00elpV.gif"> Badaboomtish, that was a funny one, congrats!
Very appropriate graphic, little buddy. (because it came from Gilligan's Island).
What do you call a thousand pound streetwalker ? A half ton pickup ! Thanks, I'll be here all week.
The club simply isn't the same since they admitted Baron von Spuckler.
Further proof that old truckers never die……….they just get a new Peterbilt.
After building his fortune, Peter would often tease his pal Kenneth.
“Hey, what’s a Kenworth? Not as much as Peterbilt!”
The taunt irked Kenneth, but all was forgiven when they teamed up to point and laugh at Mack.
Send bill to Big Enos Bourgeois; B, B-r, B-u-r…
Hell, I got to go!
Geoffe strut away from his Peterbilt and his wife, confident that everyone would finally stop thinking he was referring to her when he said, "My ride is stacked".
They laughed when Billy showed up to the shindig in Daddy's old Pete. They quit laughing right quick like when he climbed out with Daddy's old Long Tom double barrel 10 gauge. In less that 5 minutes, there was dead birds, shattered punch bowls and spent shotgun shells all over that there party green, and everbody but Billy had pissed their high-falootin' selves.
Halfway through the party, as the Earth passed through the tail of a comet, the truck came to life and just up and killed everybody.
I was thinking the other day how much more awesome Maximum Overdrive would be if it were made today.
Yes- I ponder such things.
Was driving a few days ago, oddly solo in my pickup (usually have kiddos when I'm driving it), when the local classic rock station did a double shot of AC/DC–"Who Made Who?" and "Thunderstruck".
Fit the mood perfectly. Sounded amazing at ear-shattering volume. Made me think of Maximum Overdrive for the first time in a while. My older sister had HBO when I was in high school (we didn't even have cable) and used to record movies she thought me and my brother would like. I bet I watched that one 30 or 40 times.
She gazed off onto the horizon waiting for her one love Tristan, who'd recently changed his name to "TEX", to return from the truck stop she left him at. Still suspect of Tristan's new lifestyle as he advanced toward his car, Phillip couldn't help but look back and think that "TEX" was compensating for something with those big ol' chrome stacks.
That's right, you're just one loan approval from being hillbilly royalty!
Candy Cane . . .
Original ad caption was supposed to read "Class A CDL, Never Outdated"
Just as wehn a silent smelly fart enters a room, everyone looked away furtively hoping the monstrosity would not be associated with them
"Optimus Prime arrives for his prom"
Liar – Optimus Prime is COE.
Puberty turned him into a cab over. This is his prom and he was still "Maturing"
Even in their privileged yet genteel social circle, not one could avoid guffawing at Lady Kennedy's Elephant in the Driveway.
I walked up the drive as he arrived and I couldn't take my eyes off of him. The gleaming wheels, wide white-walls, that knowing look in his eyes, the way his kerchief matched his chrome. I knew at that moment that I would have those gleaming stacks in my garage by night's end.
Damn it! Hit down thumb instead of up thumb! Somebody fix that for me, please.
Almost there
1981 or 1921, style has no expiration date.
Peterbuilt, the Model A of the country club set.
"Anybody seen Jeff?"
"Yeah, he's out front, dressed in women's clothes, nursing a semi"
"Again"
Oh Leo, you're such a douche ! I'm going to climb in and prove to you how to do proper gear-jamming with a Georgia overdrive.
The Disco Party was a huge success! While the trailer was searched at the border, no one noticed the kilo of cocaine directly applied to each of the tractor's tires!
Oh dear, more new money from Texas showing up at the club again.
Trapped in a joyless marriage, Victoria sometimes resorted to. . . unusual. . . means to draw attention to herself.
You just can't pick your family can you. EDDIE YOU CANT LEAVE THAT THING IN THE DRIVEWAY!
Breaker breaker Good Sir.
Charles insisted on driving the most expensive new vehicle on the road. That meant in 1981 he rolled in a Peterbilt.
Since the demise of his beloved Duesenberg, Nigel had difficulty finding the appropriate balance between a vehicle with both presence and class.
GM finally killed off the Hummer brand when high society turned up their noses at the top secret H5 prototype.
Once upon a time… there was a trucking millionaire named Billy Ray Overnight. His son and heir, his pride and joy, Junior, was the only family he had left. One day Junior met a southern belle named Rayanne Leighanne Andersonford, and soon they were engaged to be married. Billy Ray paced the floor for long nights, worried about his boy, worried about being alone. But he decided to give her a fair shot. When she was embarrassed by the Peterbilit because it was last year's model, he knew she came from good stock, and there was a joyous celebration, and Billy Ray, Junior, Rayanne Leighanne, and soon little Billie Joanne lived happily. ever. after.
I need a truck this large just to carry my ego around….