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If you build a better mousetrap, the world might beat a path to your door, or a rival mousetrap maker may beat you to a pulp. ―Gavin McInnes
I never make the same mistake twice. I make it five or six times just to be sure.
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
When I was a kid we had the album that this song was on, and listened to it a lot. I almost have it memorized. Nice to see the performance version, I don’t think I had ever seen that.
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We had the LP too! My brothers and I used to laugh until we had tears in our eyes listening to it.
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Same, same, same. And I really DID have a Japanese transistor radio!
God times, good times!!
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I LOVE Allan Sherman. I used to have a radio just like that with the holes in the leatherette case and the thing you stick in your ear.
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🙂
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Yes, but even though the other thing was bent, did you try sticking it in something? Like, say, a light socket?
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lol. My dad was an electrical tester so I knew about electricity early on. But, now that I think on it, I did try it in the hole in the tape recorder for a microphone.
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Love this!
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Allan Sherman… yeah, baby!
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Still hilarious half a century later. 🙂
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It is! Wonder if today’s youth would be able to understand the things about the Japanese transistor radio…
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Only if grandma or grandpa explains it to them.
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Man, was he a genius! I’d never heard this; thanks for posting! 😀
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