All we know is what we're told by our tipster who wishes to remain anonymous. He claims that yes, the large burly man in the bed of the F-Series pickup is in fact Mr. T. Also, it's a photo shoot for an upcoming Snickers commercial. While none of that can be verified, what we do know for certain is we're doubled over because our sides are positively splitting from laughing so hard. Please help us out in our feeble weakened state by giving us your caption to this photo in the comments below. Tell us — what in the name of all that is salty and nutty is B.A. doing on the back of that early 80's Ford F-150?
B.A. Baracus Needs You to Caption This On Set Photo, Fool!
4:30 PM on Wed Jan 9 2008
By Ray Wert
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At this point, I only have myself to pity.
I pity the Dragon that cums near my truck!
I pity the fool that Snickers at me!
Shooting pitied fools with snickers out of an air gatlin gun?
Faaaaaake. Look at his hands. That's a white dude in a brown muscle suit. Or, and more probably, it's a mannequin.
Not going anywhere for a while? Grab a Snickers. Foo.
@Matt_Hardigree: Yes, it does look as if Mr.T has finally taken a moment to pity himself and what has become of his life.
President Camacho?
Mr. T doing the final minute checks for his LeMons ride.
"Most nuts ever". (an old slogan of theirs)
Mr. T can change the tire just fine with this air wrench.
I go' buss chuwup, Balboa -- you and your snacktime hunger, that is!
Is this the new Hummer to be shown at NAIAS?
Snickers. It comes from Mars.
Mr. T sure looks like a mannequin.
I pity the Ford.
@BSAKat: totally fake, stuntman in a suit fo sho.
"Sometimes you feel like a nut"...no wait Fool, thats
the wrong one...umm...Ford tough...nope...thats not it...Snickers when you're having more than one...I give up...
Can't afford the tank anymore? [www.youtube.com]
"I think I ate my snickers too fast"
Mr.T needs to extinguish his hunger pains from an all nigher of WOW.
I pity the fool that disconnected my vacuum lines.
Mr T.'s WoW commercial:
[youtube.com]
Mr. T has done a snickers ad over here...
[www.youtube.com]
I LIVE ALONE! I TRAIN ALONE! I EAT SNICKERS ON THE BACK OF THIS BUSTED-ASS TRUCK ALONE!
Quit yer jibber jabber!
Watch out, fool! Get your hands off my nuts and nougat!
While Face and Hannibal were away breaking Howlin' Mad and other assorted nuts out of the local psych ward, BA busied himself loading creamy nougat into the weapon's breach.
MR.T and His Ghetto Blaster!
Seriously, though, I'm thinking this is a behind-the-scenes shot from the remake of Death Race 2000. Mr. T in an armored Ford pickup, shooting things at the pedestrians? That'd work. The Snicker's logo is akin to NASCAR sponsorship, except for the Death Race.
I'm tellin' ya...that's what it is.
I think.
Que the American Gladiator music... Fol!
For Sale:
F150 with custom paint.
One careful owner.
Crammed with a thousand peanuts, caramel and rich chocolate.
$3000 firm. Hagglers and fools will be shot.
Hey Kids, Stay in Drugs, Drink your School and Don't do Milk and you'll get work just like Mr.T!
Ten years ago... In 1972, a crack candy-commando unit was sent to prison by a military-candy court for a candy-crime they didn't commit. These candy-men promptly escaped from a maximum security candy-stockade to the Los Angeles candy-underground. Today, still wanted by the candy-government, they survive as candy-soldiers of fortune. If you have a candy-hunger problem, if no one else can help, and if you can find them, maybe you can hire... The Candy A-Team.
"My ancestors were slaves, and that's why I wear chains today!! A chain of Snickers to remind me...oh never mind!! I'm still gettin' paid for this, right?"
BEERCHECK wins.
ok, this is all starting to make sense...the reason the A-Team shot all those bullets and no-one ever died is because they weren't shooting bullets, they were shooting candy bars. The reason the battles ended is because the enemy's hunger was satisfied, and they were no longer grumpy.
Oh, and a caption: Snicker's & T have fallen on hard times due to Mr. Goodbar imprisioning them for crimes they didn't commit. If you have a hunger, if no one else can help, and if you can find them, maybe you can hire the Snickers team.
I love it when peanut and nougat come together.
Foo.
@PatFromGundo:
Winner. Simply because I keep saying it over and over in my head.
GMC VAN, FORD TRUCK, THE ONLY THING I'M LOYAL TO IS SNICKAS FOOL!
Snap into a Slim Jim! Don't be fooled, Foo'! Snap into a Snickers and enjoy the tastesplosion!
"I pity the LeMons drivers!"
Damn I hate it when the driver jumps out of the Warthog without telling me.
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That's a Night-Elf Mohawk, on 4 wheels of Fury.
according to his bio on IMDB, Mr. T no longer wears gold chains.
for those skeptical about Mr.T in a snickers commercial: [www.youtube.com]
I have an original Mr T "party pak for 8" with a tablecloth, napkins, little plates and cups. Made in 1983, a prized posession.
I don't have a caption for the photo, I just wanted you all to know that. Foo.
While being off-theme, and seemingly of haphazard construction, the Snickers float did bring a welcome sense of homo-eroticism to this year's Rose Parade.
"We is flying, ain't we, Hannibal? I can always tell 'cause Murdock starts smirkin'. Well this time that crazy fo's snickers ain't sneakin' up on me!"
Better grab yo Squirrel Nut Zipper and yo GooGoo Sugar Daddy 'cause Brown Puddings on 5th. Avenue and it's Payday for Oh Henry and the Three Musketeers!
Using only the contents of a minimart and the clerk's busted old truck, the A-Team once again saved the poor, and got Faceman laid by the attractive daughters of the poor.
Getting a little anal-retentive though, that's probably a 250 or 350 - those aren't 6-bolt hubs.
Clearly, in this episode the villain is a diabetic who hires only diabetic henchmen, and that is a gatling candy cannon used to propel deadly sweets into the mouths of those who would harm the innocent.
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Can I has snickas, fool?
The snickers are frozen fool, you better run fast...
Sellin snickers Jihad style