What lurks behind the stripes? Shake or nod your head to find out.
What lurks behind the stripes? Shake or nod your head to find out.
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Donāt go around saying the world
owes you a living.Ā The world owes
you nothing.Ā It was here first.
āMark Twain
I am an acquired taste. If you donāt like me, acquire some taste.
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 Happiness⢠(no relation to Bob)
A pair of boobies (also no relation to Bob, but included for readers who desire titillation)
Bluebird Bitterā¢, the beer they named for Bob
I see a very faint image…but I can’t make out any details save I know what it is.
I never was good at those optical illusions though…
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Try it now.

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Oh wow ! Nice. I see a handsome man but dunno who it is
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Neither do I. I just liked the optical illusion, and the counterintuitive fact that enlarging it makes it harder to see while reducing it makes it easier.
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A person.
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It is a man with short dark hair, wearing a dark suit jacket, a white shirt, and a dark tie. Abe Lincoln, maybe?
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Mr Rogers??
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Betty Crocker??
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LOLOL!
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Awesome camouflage!
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I, too, see the faint image of a person.
Also, love, “Some mornings, itās just not worth chewing through the leather straps.”
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I’m so glad someone reads the Quote of the Day. š
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I don’t always remember to look, but I’m always glad when I do! š
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Same here!
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You people (previous commenters) are all making this up, aren’t you? Like the Emperor’s new clothes admirers?
I’ve tried shaking, nodding, squinting, viewing at an angle, enlarging. ⦠I see nothing but the stripes.
BoB just posted this to make us look silly, I suspect. Now I have a headache.
Oh, wait, okay, I reduced it instead of enlarging. Some blurry guy.
I still say BoB does this to make us look silly,
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I only discovered that shrinking it makes it easier when I looked at the thumbnail of it in my media library.

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Which all just begs the question⦠who is that? *squints* Kinda looks like Paul Harvey. š
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I have absolutely no idea who it is. I just thought it was a very cool optical illusion. Not quite as cool as the Van Gogh Starry night one, but still pretty cool.
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