It’s hard to imagine any remark which would be as memorable as the pants themselves (the true Olympic breakout stars, Johnny “Fierce” Weir notwithstanding) but our intrepid captioners gave it their best shot. Please insert appropriate curling metaphor here, because I don’t know any. So, let’s pick out the “bon”-est spiel and award it the prize.

Congratulations and imaginary swag to Ian! Our imaginary swag for this week:

Yes, what else but the totally stylin’ Dixie golf pant, otherwise known as the Norwegian Curling Pant? Wear them with pride, or at least with shades to cut the glare.

Everybody SING!

Okay gang, what’s got Courtney Love in such a puzzlement? Seriously, what on Planet Earth hasn’t she seen before? Put your guesses in the comments section; best caption wins fabulous, imaginary prizes, as always.

We’ll announce the winner of last week’s Norwegian Curling Pants challenge tomorrow, so you’ve got a few hours left to enter.

You’ll recall our stunning view from last week:

ian in hamburg Says:
February 22nd, 2010 at 12:31 pm

Lack of snow due to warm weather forces Olympic officials to truck in tons of cocaine.

Congratulations and imaginary swag to first-time winner ian. Naturally, the imaginary prize must be up to the same tasteful standard. Here, how about a fabulous room of mirrors to go with that mountain of coke?

You know what to do, so do it in the comments. And I PROMISE this is the last Olympic one, unless Sven Kramer takes his shirt off, in which case you’ll all thank me for posting it, trust me.

Okay, so it’s not a fashion pic per se. Still, who’s complaining about the view?

Do your best/worst in the comments to explain what excuse Sweden’s Marcus Hellner has for being the last man standing at the finish line of the Men’s 30km Cross-Country Event.

By the way, from a purely self-interested, non-medal standpoint, the Dutch are completely walking away with this Olympics. Heineken House is THE party house (an amazing achievement, given that it’s in sleepy Richmond suburbia), they have the hottest athletes (even if they are dressed like cartoon characters), and they also take the gold medal for attitude.

Several of you braved the terrifying spectacle of this Eighties icon risen anew, and captioned, and captioned well. But, just as in a catfight, there can be only one winner.

Jeannette Says:
February 14th, 2010 at 4:09 am

Blake said those curtains were useless. Well, nobody makes a fool of Alexis.

Darn tootin’! And now, to the presentation of the fabulous imaginary swag. Our 80′s themed hypothetical trophy for this week: a genuine Bob Mackie silk velvet burnout tunic, just the thing to wear for scratching the eyeballs out of your romantic rivals.

Bonus catfight, for old time’s sake:

Do your best/worst in the comments. Use an assumed name if you think this terrifying creature might come after you.

We’ll keep this brief, because even if you’re not getting over your Olympic Party Hangover, I am, and rightly so.

The winnah of last week’s contest in a tight race: