Somewhere in this pile of coffee beans, a man’s face is hidden. See if you can find it.
Somewhere in this pile of coffee beans, a man’s face is hidden. See if you can find it.
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Don’t carry a grudge. While you’re carrying the grudge the other guy’s
out dancing. —Buddy Hackett
If life gives you melons, you might be dyslexic.
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
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)
Bluebird Bitter™, the beer they named for Bob
This is a clever one. I found him once I enlarged the picture. That was fun. 😀 — Suzanne
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Quickly found him. Do I get a trophy?
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You know me better than that, Adrienne.
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Either those are very large beans, or that’s a very small man.
Cleverly done, though.
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He just came from the head shrinker.
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BoB: He just came from the head shrinker.
Probably. You can tell he’s a crazy Leftie. Small-minded. 😉
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Oh my GRACIOUS! That was creepy!
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I WANT A TROPHY FOR FINDING HIM!!!!! WHAAAAAAAAA
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Found him!
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Got him!
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…and he doesn’t even look roasted…
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creepy … but clever
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Thought this was going to be difficult 😦 You sure fooled me 😈 🐻
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I found it challenging. You must have sharper eyes than I do. 🙂
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Just got new specs 😀 😈 🐻
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He’s bald as a bean but could not care less.
The smell of good coffee eliminates stress.
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