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
bluebird of bitterness 
ROFL! Very funny. 🙂
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That sounds about right. 😀 — Suzanne
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It sounds about right but my major was psychology so I shall have to take your word for it. 😀 – Léa
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I’m sure you were a very well-mannered psych major who knew how to write grammatically with proper spelling and punctuation. 🙂
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Well-mannered… perhaps 🙂 Ah, my university tested us on our writing before admitting us to a number of classes and consistently the Psychology Department tested higher than even the English Department. The Psychology Department required a lot more writing than the English Department did. That was as an undergraduate. 🙂
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Reblogged this on A Blog About Healing From PTSD and commented:
Now that’s more like it!
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Thank you for reblogging. 🙂
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You are welcome. Thank you for finding and posting so many fun things!
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I’m reminded of this classic:
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🙂
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Haha love this. Someone open to discussion even if it’s with someone that doesn’t think the same way they do. Refreshing.
I’m really disgusted right now with some of my ‘friends’ on FB who make nasty comments back and forth, be it aggressive or passive aggressive…I think the passive aggressive ones make me angrier…they are being so awful to each other.
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I hear you. Facebook has gotten positively toxic lately, with all the flame wars going on. I avoid it as much as possible and mostly go there just to play Scrabble.
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Reblogged this on Will S.' Sunny Side Blog and commented:
Ha! 🙂
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Thank you for reblogging. 🙂
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[…] When English majors protest […]
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Thank you for the link. 🙂
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Reblogged this on The Chatty Introvert and commented:
This sums up EXACTLY what I want…my mission, my desire, the change I want to see. It made my day to see that when I was looking for protest info. Delightful! Oh, I would love to shake that person’s hand (a virtual one will have to do–well played).
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Thank you for reblogging. 🙂
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