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This entry was posted on Monday, November 14th, 2022 at 8:30 am and is filed under circus of life. You can follow any responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0 feed. Both comments and pings are currently closed.
Certainly there are lots of things in life that money won’t buy, but have you ever tried to buy them without money?
—Ogden Nash
Employment applications always ask whom to call in case of an emergency. I always say ‘an ambulance.’
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 Happinessâ„¢ (no relation to Bob)
A pair of boobies (also no relation to Bob, but included for readers who desire titillation)
Bluebird Bitterâ„¢, the beer they named for Bob
As a teenage I appreciate this🤣
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Great wisdom and funny!
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Thanks Mark. 🙂
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Wise and Funny 😂😂😂
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My uncle once said he wanted to live long enough to be a pain in the @$$ to his kids. Now I understand why…
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I am so going to use this. My mother used to say, “Someday you’ll have kids, then you’ll understand.” Yup.
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So, so good! Oh so true. 🙂 Made me laugh out loud and I’m going to save it to send on to my grown children.
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That is so funny. I love the 3 teenager’s words!
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Loved this, now a couple of my grandchildren are teenagers. How has this happened? Where did the time go? I know it is a cliche, but it is true
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So funny!
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Yes and no. I was no angel growing up, but even tho Dad and I would fight, I still obeyed him. At times he apologized for being wrong. That made me want to be a good if not great father. Not one of the 13 I raised ever came back and told me I was bad. Instead, it was, how did you raise us and not kill any of us? Me: “Because all of you were so darn cute when I stood over you with that pillow when you were asleep, I couldn’t do it.” For anyone without a sense of humor, yes, that is a joke. I never told one he or she was stupid or bad, but talked. Hugged. Got out Nana’s steel reinforced hairbrush with automatic tongue lashing, and some tears because yes, it hurt to spank them. walk in His beauty
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