Grey's Anatomy Caption Contest 233

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Welcome to the 233rd Grey's Anatomy Caption Contest at TV Fanatic!

This week's Grey's Caption Contest winner is Becka. Congratulations!

Honorable mentions go out to coconutcreampie, Tome and McDreamy's Susan. Thanks to everyone for playing our fun weekend tradition and good luck next time!

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Mark: Dale a tu cuerpo alegria, Macarena.
Derek: Hey, Macarena!

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Mark: Time? Derek: Time to be pretty! Mark: Word.


Mark: Ah, Rolex. Fits like a glove.
Derek: Wait... mine says Folex.
Mark: Ah, the difference in our patients, their gifts. I have rich people like Jerry Jones and his plastic face... you have Charlie Sheen's mystery woman, who has a possible brain tumor for being with Charlie Sheen.


Do the hussle!


derek: my watch is bigger then your watch
mark: is not


Derek : Look what Meredith offered me yesterday...she said it was because I was super hot in bed !
Mark : Hey, I got the same last week...


Derek: Ok, so 1,2,3..put gel in your hair!!!


Derek: "One more time, ok? When the LITTLE hand is on the 7, and the BIG hand is on the ...."
Mark: "Ok, ok, I think I got it now!"
Derek: "Good! Now you can be a neurosurgeon."


Derek: "According to my watch, it's time to meet Lexi in the on call room!"
Mark: "And according to MY watch, it's time to reapply my hair gel."
Derek: "Crap! I think our women switched watches on us again!"


Derek(thinking): oh- look its time to fix the hair. Mark(thinking): oh- i bet im losing the "steam"-- better go take another shower.


Patrick:So now that Grey's is going down hill, the only thing we can do for a show is male strip.

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