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There is some theoretical amount of honesty that is indistinguishable from mental illness. —Scott Adams
Home is where you can say whatever you want because no one listens to you anyway.
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
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Thanks Mark. 🙂
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Why I don’t skinny dip, I chunky dunk…
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lol I never thought of that.
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Bwhahahahaha … I’m a chunky dunker too! 😀
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Love ’em!!
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Yay!Yay! The Bluebird has returned! Just in time. Between the shakes and bursts of panic and paranoia, the withdrawal was getting bad.
And you left us with a bunch of very comment-worthy posts we couldn’t comment on!
Good to see you.
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Thanks mindful. 🙂 I rarely go anywhere these days, but I had to go to Illinois for a funeral, and I stayed a couple of extra days to hang out with friends whom I almost never get to see. It was good, but exhausting, and I’m happy to be home.
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That flying one!
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Love the last one.
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I usually try to save the best for last. Sometimes I succeed. 🙂
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😁
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You’re back! 😀
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Yes, finally. 😀
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