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 
Too much fun!
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I love these. But I swear that red pepper sneaks its way in every time.
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What is it about red peppers, that they so often have terrifying faces concealed inside of them?
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Reblogged this on blogging807.
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Thanks Rae. ♥️
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These are all great, but the carrot in the soup freaked me out. I’m making chicken noodle soup for supper and can’t get that image out of my head.
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The egg one kind of scares me 🙂
Love the hippotato!!
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Sorry, I must raise a technical objection. Bread dough being a sculptable medium, this could have been intentional rather than real “pareidolia.”
On the other hand, imagine some cook kneading the dough, looks down and sees the dough scowling back. Yiiii! 😀
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OMG I can’t stand it! Where do you get these? They’re hysterical!
Love.
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Thanks Marilyn. ♥️
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These are all absolutely terrifying. I would not eat any of these, I wouldn’t want to be cursed/haunted!
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They do seem a bit haunting…but I can still see myself biting into that pizza with the screaming hot pepper – yum! Not sure about eating the egg hatching an alien.
Thanks Bitter Bluebird, have a good weekend! 😎
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First image caption: “How I feel and what my face looks like most mornings”
2nd: Maybe someone told it to ‘ketchup’. Isn’t that a tomato slur?
3rd: Eggs Alien. It’s what’s for breakfast.
4th: Will Farrell comes to Chocolate Ville.
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Do we eat it or run from it? 🙂
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They’re brilliant! 😀
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