In the never-ending struggle to maintain at least a minimal level of sanity, the best weapon has always been a sense of humor. And if you can find something to laugh about even in such unlikely places as the meat department at the grocery store, so much the better.
Home sweet home
Bob's sister Hannah
Bob's sister Ada
Bob's brother Otto
Bob's sister Eve
Bob's sister Nan
A baby picture of Bob and his siblings (clockwise from upper left: Otto, Eve, Hannah, Ada, Bob, and Nan)
Bob's childhood home
Bob's mom and dad
Bob in his youth
Bob's cousin Alphonse
Bob's Uncle Ralph and Aunt Edna
Bob's cousin Archibald
Bob's stepbrother Herbie (who really needs to quit smoking)
Bob's cousin Chester
Bob's Great Uncle Norbert and Great Aunt Phyllis
Bob's cousin Saffron (who will do anything for a drink)
Bob's cousin Thorndike
Bob's brother-in-law Vinnie
Bob's cousin Orville, who loves the Green Bay Packers
Bob's nieces Lulu and Bitsy, the biker chicks
Bob's stepsister Eloise, with the twins, Rudy and Trudy
Bob's Uncle Henry and Aunt Rowena
Bob's niece Esmerelda (who likes to live dangerously)
Bob's Great Uncle Arthur up in Saskatchewan
Bob's cousin Louie, the grackle of grumpiness
Miss Screech, Bob's journalism teacher
Bob's nephew Winthrop, who loves sports
Bob's Uncle Seymour and Aunt Bernice
Bob's second cousin Schlomo in Brooklyn
Bob's nephew Baxter
Bob's cousin Darrell
Nigel, Bob's pen pal in New Zealand
Bob's sister-in-law Delphine, who volunteers at the animal shelter
Percy the Pickpocket, Bob's third cousin once removed (the relative no one likes to talk about... every family has one)
The Bluebird of Happiness™ (no relation to Bob)
A pair of boobies (also no relation to Bob, but included for readers who desire titillation)
A pair of tits (in case the boobies were insufficiently titillating)
Bluebird Bitter™, the beer they named for Bob
How many salmon 4 skin does it take to make a meal?
I bet you that 99.999% of the peeps who witnesses the ducks and geese didn’t get it. They were too busy looking at their phones.
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Do little kids even play that game anymore?
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I doubt it. Actually, I never played it – just heard about it.
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I think it might be a regional thing.
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Hubby never heard of it at all.
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Duck duck goose lol
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It took a moment to get the third one. FOFL
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Same here. 🙂
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Just saying that as a man with Scottish Christian ancestry who lost his 4skin long ago, I find the top image very, very offensive. And funny.
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I wonder if the butcher had a sense of humor or no clue. 😀 — Suzanne
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