I'll admit it, I'm running behind. See, my significant other and I are going to a show tomorrow night. It's the final installment of her Christmas gift from last year. The show starts at 7:30. What with our work schedules and all, we're not going to have much time for dinner, so I'm doing some prep work for that tonight. With pretty much no time left this evening, I asked my significant other for the first thing that popped into her head. She said Bob. So here you go, here's Bob.
Everyone say, "Hi, Bob!"
Also, Bob is not "flipping you off," he's saying, "You're number one!"
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
You get what you ask for...
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I'll only be friends with Bob if he's both a secret ninja AND a secret zombie. I have extremely high standards.
Wow . . . is Bob seeing anyone?
bob is sexy; nothing does it for me like the denim shorts. but alas, i'm taken.
I get the impression that Bob leads a sad, sad existence. For his sake, I hope that he does indeed have undercover ninja and/or zombie connections.
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