Well, well, well. Last sunday I inflicted this deathless (and possibly undead) image on you all:
… and two of you used your horse sense to come up with appropriately evil captions for it.
In the end, though, there can be but one winner. This week said winner is the ever-delicious Jo for this groan-inducing pun:
The last thing anyone needs at their wedding: neighsayers.
Congratulations, Jo! And thanks to everyone who played.