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Certainly there are lots of things in life that money won’t buy, but have you ever tried to buy them without money?
—Ogden Nash
Employment applications always ask whom to call in case of an emergency. I always say ‘an ambulance.’
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 Bitter™, the beer they named for Bob
I like how the white one just sits there like he’s waiting for the next one to come in. Maybe he’s the air traffic controller.
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lol He needs more touch and go practice.
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Reblogged this on wordrefiner.
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Thanks Mark. 🙂
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Oh my gosh!! 😂🤣😂🤣😂😅😆 You can almost see that bird saying “Nobody SAW THAT, right??!” How undignified, but he/she ought to remember they’re an ALBATROSS. The name has connotations! LOL Thanks, Birdie! ❤
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The poor thing was so embarrassed he/she walked away without giving the poor chick anything.
Once, I saw a herring gull try a quick takeoff when it saw me coming. Everything would have been fine except it forgot the wind was behind it. It landed on its beak. If ever a bird looked embarrassed, it was that seagull. But at least it landed the right way up!
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Reminds me of a sticky note on our fridge, so old the ink has faded:
One thing we all can learn from the cat
Is to always end up looking like “I meant to do that!”
Which would be kind-of tough for this guy. Especially when the legs were sticking up, wiggling wildly.
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Exactly! “I MEANT to do that.”
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For some reason, my interpretation of that clip is that the landing-fail was a parent bird … tired from parenting the chick that’s watching 🙂 An amazing video, really.
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Thank you for the link. 🙂
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Ye, I totally meant to do that!… totally.
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