Mother Nature is quite a lady, but you're the one I need

Some of you may know of the cartoon caption contest in every New Yorker issue. It's on the very last page, and calls for a caption for a cartoon. The person who submits the "best" caption gets a signed and framed copy of their cartoon. My friends and I would often submit the phrase "Dude I'm tripping balls," but somehow never managed to win over the judges. In the spirit of our custom, and a combined rip-off of Married To The Sea's "Dude I'm Tripping Balls" cartoon collection, and my friend's "Don't Ask" New Yorker cartoon blog, I'm going to provide the most appropriate "Dude I'm trippin balls" cartoons I can find. When not much is going on in my life, California, or LA to speak of, I'll just throw one of these up.

I think I may be blowing my proverbial wad with this one: