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As always a great laugh😂
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These are great! I thought for a moment we were on a Shakespeare theme. I think I’m having a good drinking day too. You just have to wonder the minds that come up with this stuff.
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Fun! I think the drinking vs writing one is my favorite.
The crash-test dummy one -‘I Brake for Nothing’ – hahaha.
When those ‘I Brake for — ‘ bumper stickers were popular I saw one that said I Brake for No Apparent Reason.
I told my mom she should have that one, she was not amused. But she was quite guilty of that, it was exasperating to the passenger… brake, gas, brake, gas, brake, brake, gas, brake on a straight road with no one else around ahaha.
Charmin – Mr Whipple. Once upon a time we all saw the same commercials, repeatedly, on all three networks. Even dumb ads got funny because we were soaking in it. Ad jingles and slogans forever seared into our hypocampusses. Nowadays? No such real common culture that I know of. And the olde ways become lost. Below a certain age, kids wouldn’t have any idea what this is about.
Now Charmin has some kind of bear theme going on. I think the bears ate Mr Whipple.
Although the bears are ‘cute’ it’s a bit disturbing they’re talking about how clean their butts are, and rubbing them on chairs….eeeww
I love the last one.
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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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