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This entry was posted on Wednesday, May 1st, 2019 at 2:36 pm and is filed under comfort & joy, musical offerings. You can follow any responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0 feed. Both comments and pings are currently closed.
This entry was posted on Wednesday, May 1st, 2019 at 2:36 pm and is filed under comfort & joy, musical offerings. You can follow any responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0 feed. Both comments and pings are currently closed.
Clothes make the man. Naked people have little or no influence on society.
—Mark Twain
The biggest joke on mankind is that computers now ask humans to prove they aren’t robots.
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 Happinessâ„¢ (no relation to Bob)
A pair of boobies (also no relation to Bob, but included for readers who desire titillation)
Bluebird Bitterâ„¢, the beer they named for Bob
I LOVE a cappella singing!
Thanks for letting me know I’m not the only one who remembered this is May Day! 🙂
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I love a cappella singing too. When I get to heaven I’m going to be able to sing like that. 🙂
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Me, too! 🙂
I am a HUGE doo-wop fan; OMG! (No, I don’t remember them; I just know them!)
The one and only time I heard myself singing (on tape, when I was about 13 years old), I was so horrified that I literally burst into tears.
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Listening to the Kings Singers is sooooooo much fun! They stay dead on tone and note. NEVER heard them go sharp or flat.
Thanks, BoB!!
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Always happy to find another King’s Singers fan. 🙂
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I also have a musical offering on my blog for May Day, but it’s not *quite* the same. ^_^ thanks for yours. 🙂
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That’s exactly the song I was thinking of too!
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Lovely. Happy May everyone. Fa, la, la. 🙂 — Suzanne
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