From my file of things you don’t see every day.
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Awwe! The tiny Pineapple porcupine!
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Thank you for reblogging. 🙂
Wiping my eyes at the Ronald McDonald one! 😀
Lives up to the title!
What happened to the pic of the old lady with the old lady puppet? I wanted to “steal” it…
It’s still there. Is it not showing up for you?
Is that below the shopping cart bicycle, above the “green” VW? There’s just a line showing for me.
Well, that’s bizarre. I’ve never had that happen before. Is it there now?
Yes, it’s there now. Wonder what that was about. Did you use a new .PNG copy? Because I think I saw that the just-a-line had a .TIFF format – long time since I’ve seen a TIFF, and I’d bet WordPress can’t handle them. Or my browser, or something.
I used to know this graphics stuff better than I do now. 😀
I took a screen shot of the picture and substituted it for the original, and that seems to have solved the problem. WP used to tell you whenever you attempted to add an image to your media library in some form WP didn’t like, but that didn’t happen with this one. I didn’t know it wasn’t showing up until Grace pointed it out.
Just when I think I’ve seen it all… Bluebird proves me wrong once again.
Well.. that’s certainly different.
The ‘dig your own grave playset,’ though, that’s priceless. 🤭
Thats funny, or should I say weird, the elderly woman just showed up! Love them all, esp the driving possem (if that’s what it is!) 😃
I think it’s a hedgehog. 🙂
Hedgehog, yes -it is! 😆
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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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