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Hahahaha some of these are amazing.
To be fair basket lady is actually quite intelligent, if you have a bad back or issue with bending down!
Boneless bananas to prevent the usual playground jokes?
Last one is just accurate for Murica.
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The watermelons … in the potato box … with the onion sign … wiping my eyes 😀
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Reblogged this on wordrefiner.
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Thanks Mark. 🙂
To which one can only respond with:
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That backpack has me dead
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Wow, hard to believe! But the last one is scary!
Thank Bitter Bluebird for more chuckles! 😃
Weirdest pork chop ever 🤨
Well, I had to look twice at the truck with the motorbike on it! They are all hilarious.
One caption post coming right up. With credit given to your fine self Birdie for sharing them first. Bwahahahah! 🤣
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Thank you for the link Melanie. ♥️
Funny story: I got a pocket knife for my birthday on year when I was 7. I had picked it out myself at the store with my dad and we wanted it to be like a present I opened, so at my party we brought it out all wrapped up. Everyone leaned in to see what Papa(my dad) had gotten me for my birthday and I acted like I did not know what it was and when I opened it and Exclaimed: “A knife!” All the moms gasped and a look of horror went over their faces. I will never forget that. 🤣
How on earth did the people place every traffic light backwards?
Your guess is as good as mine.
Can’t comment now. Turning purple from laughter.
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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 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
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