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Mercury rising
bluebird of bitterness
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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 sister-in-law Sybil
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
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Too funny. You know it’s hot when the dog melts. For the past month, a cool day has been when it gets down to the mid 90s. 😰
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We had a spell like that too. Now it’s down to the eighties, but the cats are still melting.
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Reblogged this on Chris The Story Reading Ape's Blog and commented:
Chill out with BlueBird and friends 😎
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Thanks Chris. 🙂
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Welcome, BB
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Fabulous. Thanks for sharing!
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Aren’t animals just beautiful? The smile on Jumbo’s dial, the relaxed joy of the Golden Retriever/Labrador at the bottom; priceless thank you you’ve made my day 😀
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😀 😀 😀
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Animals don’t care about looking ridiculous. Humans, on the other hand, will suffer for appearances regardless of the weather.
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Isn’t that the truth!
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Oh, I love these. What has that cat done with its bones?
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They have a low melting point.
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[…] I know a lot of people in the UK will see this and relate thanks to Chris via Mercury rising […]
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Thank you for the link. 🙂
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Reblogged this on Therapy Bits and commented:
are you relating? fellow UKERS or Europeans? xx
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Thank you for reblogging. 🙂
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