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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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Most of us wouldn’t be in the express lane, that’s for sure. 🙂
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You certainly won’t find me there, more’s the pity.
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I’ll be in the express lane, of course. After growing up injun in uber-liberal/jackass party Pennsylvania, I paid my dues. Like the rabbi said, “American Indians are the other chosen people.” Of course, there were all those years as a cowhand. Excuse me while I go start confessing. A few hours a day might be enough, if I live to the century mark…
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Your life history sounds a lot like someone I recently met in New Mexico. She used to live in Pennsylvania and she was not treated well there. She’s also Native American.
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We all bear our scars. It is a dem state, you know. No one hates us more than the dnc/kkk=nazi party usa. We do not make good pets. BTWE, I’m Susquehannock, the Maize Moon people. Niio! Oh, and ask God to please forget that time in the Army…Well, mebbe it was a few more than one time. A lot more. Maybe…
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Hey, Bluebird. I was just thinking about your quote for the day: “Reason is itself a matter of faith. It is an act of faith to assert that our thoughts have any relation to reality at all. —G. K. Chesterton”
You know what? That’s true!
And about your thought for the day: “I thought I wanted a career, but it turns out I just wanted a paycheck so I could buy books.” — doesn’t everybody? When I get a little money, I buy books. If I have any money left over, I buy food. 😁
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I’m glad you liked the GKC quote. He was a genius. 🙂
Also, I plan to steal your book comment. (I steal only from the best.) 🙂
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Awesome! Steal away! I can’t remember where I stole that from. I think it was on a bookmark that I got at Barnes and Noble twenty years ago.
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Thanks for these funnies. You always make me chuckle out loud 😜
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Mission accomplished!
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So funny!
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