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Wednesday weirdness
bluebird of bitterness
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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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bluebird of bitterness 
I can’t stop looking at the tufty thing on his hat!
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Yes! I find that weirder than the yodleling.
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tail feathers.
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That is really awesome. I can’t do that for the life of me
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All together now……….!
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From the first frame, I thought, this is Lawrence Welk. But, maybe not. I would’ve recognized more of those folks at the tables.
Occurs to me that, if MiladyJo and I could learn to yodel, we would have fewer times of yelling, “whhhhaaatt?”
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Cool hat.
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My dad used to yodel. The guy in the video is REALLY good.
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I was just in Germany and didn’t hear any German music or yodeling. Thank you for this. It makes me happy.
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Weird is right. We just watched this today
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Great minds think alike! What are the odds?!
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haha, that is kinda perfect.
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How does he do that so FAST?! Wow!
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OK, the dance moves are a little strange, but this guy is at the top of his game.
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Love it! When Dad was on the mountain across the hollow from the house, Mom would call him for lunch by yodeling. Even if he didn’t hear her, the horse sure did. He’d stop and look at the house, then Dad would call down and Mom answered. He’d unhitch the plow (or mower or cart), and that horse would thunder all the way down to get to his sweet feed.
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