"am I being cool? cos I'm really trying to be cool right now" -- bob
today I got a letter from my school offering $7,878 in grants for the next 3 quarters. I just might end up with an education.
this guy I know named bob barker was looking at a picture of some naked chicks and he said "her boobs are almost as big as my mom's."
his uncle died from autoerotic asphyxiation. bob used to come over to raetard's place in the mornings and let us put dresses and makeup on him and take us to taco time.
bob is fucking cheap and he never has his own weed. except one time tickles and I went to his house to watch wrestlemania and he loaded up a stingy ass bowl so we were like hey bob hows about you stop being a pussy and load that bong and he started whining and his wife snatched his sack off the table and loaded up a fat bowl and told him he could have the rest next weekend. she fucking rocks.
and before you go rushing to bob's defense know this: anyone who has ever tried to side with bob has rescinded their sympathy.
bob is a pervert. he'll hump your dog's leg.