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Today’s cultural moment
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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As a former trombone player I really like this.
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I’m glad you enjoyed it. 🙂
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WowEEEEE!
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🙂
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If that is really Bohemian Rhapsody, I cannot listen to it…last time I did it was an ‘ear worm’ that played in my head for two days!
Btw, love your quote for the day! 😵 Used to HATE pointless boring meetings!
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You and me both. Roughly my definition of purgatory.
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What: Meetings, or being earwormed by Bohemian Rhapsody? 😉
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The former. Sorry for the ambiguity. 🙂
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Thanks for the apology, but I was just teasin’ you!
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😀
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These days I’m far more likely to be earwormed by Veggie Tales songs, because my five-year-old grandson insists on watching Veggie Tales just about every time he comes to my house.
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I keep hearing about Veggie Tales songs but haven’t yet experienced it for myself. One of these days I’ll check it out on YouTube.
That said, I’m betting you cheerfully pay that price for his company 🙂
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Oh, I don’t mind Veggie Tales at all. They’re vastly better than most of the stuff that goes under the name of children’s entertainment. Many of the stories and songs are cute and clever, and there’s a lot of subtle humor thrown in for the benefit of the adults watching — things that go right over the heads of young children. And I love the enraptured expression on my grandson’s face when he watches them. 🙂
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Awwww! 🙂
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