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
Reblogged this on Chris The Story Reading Ape's Blog and commented:
Bluebird introduces some relatives 😎
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😀 😀 😀
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:-)) Thank you!!
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Love these have stolen the lot
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Steal away, steal away…
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Won’t let me like – probably cos I’m a thief!
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WP can be wonky sometimes.
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LOL! OMG, these are grand!
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The first one is SO ME.
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Yep, me too.
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😁
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Me, too. Been a night owl all my 79 years!
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I think I was born in the wrong time zone.
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Same here.
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Ah, ha, ha. Hilarious. Poor little Egbert. 🙂 — Suzanne
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😂😂😂 More great laughs.
But I felt a bit sad looking at the swallows on the phone lines. There was a time when it really was like that. Now hardly any. I don’t think I’ve seen a swallow this summer.
There used to be swifts over this town. None for many years. When we first moved in, 18 years ago, swallows nested under the eaves of our house. (They did make a mess, though!) we’ve not had a nest for I can’t remember how long. I’d forgive them the mess just to see them back.
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Reblogged this on Writer's Treasure Chest and commented:
Thank you for the laugh, Bluebird. These are hysterical!
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Thanks A.J. ♥️
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You’re very welcome.
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