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 
The last sign reminds me of last week at work. I put on my name tag and my boss told me it was upside down. So I said, “I wondered why I could read it.” 🙂
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Once when I was a little girl, my big brother gave me a silver pendant watch on a chain for my birthday. I thought it was the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen and I wore it proudly all the time. But of course it was constructed so that the person wearing it could actually, you know, look at it and tell what time it was, so other people were always asking me “How come your watch is upside down?” Apparently they thought the purpose of the watch was to tell everyone other than the wearer what time it was.
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I had one of those in the 1970’s and loved it. I’ll never forget how it broke. I was taking off a sweater and it came off at the same time, crashing to the floor. I still have it in a jewelry box.
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Reblogged this on Two on a Rant and commented:
Some of these are subtle — so make sure you’re had your morning coffee first. 🙂
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Thank you for reblogging. 🙂
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Hilarious 😂! Thanks for the smiles.
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Yum – nothing like eating fricasseed customers while sitting in a tub full of gravy located on 71th st (which I heard was wet from some rain.) It’s a perfect beginning for meeting with Sponge Bob to get the job of proof reader for WallyWorld – unless you’re ticketed for stopping at the stop sign.
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As long as you take Brian with you, and not a bomb, you should be all right.
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These are great! As an adjunct instructor to college students, I was startled when the school opened a new classroom building and the restrooms were labeled “mens” and “womens.” J.
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With all the unemployed English majors out there, you’d think they might have hired one to proofread their signs for them.
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BWAHAHAHHAAA!!
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Reblogged this on Chris The Story Reading Ape's Blog and commented:
More chuckles from BlueBird 😁
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Thanks Chris. 🙂
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It never fails to amaze me that so few actually stop to proofread or spell check what they put on signs. 😄😬
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The lady preferring one of me is unlucky, I’m accounted for however my eldest daughter has a motor vehicle which I call an old bomn which she’s welcome to 😈
beari aka Brian
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Brians, brains, bombs… if only people would hire an unemployed English major to proofread for them, we wouldn’t have to make these difficult choices.
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How true.
Even I can get it right, and I left school at 15, and am an autodidact
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I just laughed so hard, my dog rushed over to see if I was okay!
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Mission accomplished!
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Too funny!
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Gold! Cheers,H
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You are fantastic Bob! Thank you, and have a great week. Michael
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Likewise, Michael. 🙂
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:-))
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Ah, ha, ha. 😀 — Suzanne
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