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Got it made in the shade
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 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 Happinessâ„¢ (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 Bitterâ„¢, the beer they named for Bob
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Ah, ha, ha. Leave it to animals to find a more comfortable place to relax. I think I’d climb into that plane from the left side. 😀 — Suzanne
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The lions lined up like housecats was especially funny. Suzanne, I don’t know how you’d even get up that close to the plane, in any case!!!
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You’re right. I guess I’d stay several miles or more away from it. 😀 —- Suzanne
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What a great collection! Shade is one of my favorite places on earth, too! Incidentally, I take great joy in your quotes and thought for the day. If you ever run out, you may want to check out Robert Brault. He has some great ones, and is on Twitter. I seldom recommend anyone but he’s pretty good and is very quotable.
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Fantastic!
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I got up late, a bit grumpy (as usual) and not well rested (I rarely am). Facing the choices to start the day in the itinernet, sometimes I can only face going to Bluebird’s nest to start with, and I’m glad I did today.
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Wow. BoB liked my comments so fast, I know you’re right here now. (Looks behind screen, under desk…) Virtually. 😉
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Love them all!
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Reblogged this on Viv Drewa – The Owl Lady.
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and people call them dumb animals’
I’m an Englishman! 😛
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A*W*E*S*O*M*E!!!
(Man, my bossy autocorrect hates when I do that.)
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LOL! Those are fabulous
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