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Yeah, that's right. Prepare to switch that ole catch phrase from, "Poor Bob" to "Poor Crabby". You all think Bob's an angel or something but the truth is, he can get real testy.Back in the day, when the only stove we had was a hot plate and the only furniture a bed and a tv, Bob was pretty much the family auto repairman. Everybody came to him when they had car trouble. And he usually could get just about anything running again.
One weekend I remember particularly well. He was working on our car. It was my job to sit in the car and when he called out, "Try it now," I had to turn the key and see what happened. It was a boring and thankless job. So on that day I walked over and got myself an ice cream cone to eat while I sat in there endlessly waiting to turn the key.
There I sat, licking my cone, peering down through the crack between the hood and the body of the car. Bob was so focused! Completely engrossed in car wires and doodads. Unaware of anything around him but the smell of engine grease.
I don't know why I did it. (ok. I do. I thought it would be funny as hell) I reached over and tooted the horn. He jumped like his butt had been struck by lightening thumping his head on the hood of the car with so much force the whole vehicle shook . I laughed so hard I almost wet my britches.
Out of nowhere, Bob appeared at the open door of the car. Squished the ice cream cone into my face and walked away. He ruined a perfectly good ice cream cone! And the clincher...... it ......was....CHOCOLATE!
Poor Bob? I think not.
ADDENDUM (that's a word, right?)
Justacoolcat is asking for help finding a new hair style on his blog. You all know what a caring, giving individual I am. What could I do but.....find exactly the perfect look. Is that little bow precious or what???? You know, it's the little extras that really make a do.
Oh dear, I know it was chocolate and all but ... you tooted the horn at him when he least expected it. You made him hit his head. I think I will go with Poor Jake since he has to put up with you too... see, a comprimise! Bet you are not liking that are you?
I can so picture it just from what you have said as I have been the key turnerer before. It is all so clear but then that illistration... perfect. Ever think of making a car repair manual. You can be the illustrator. No just showing the part... show the person working on the car too so we know where the part is located.
Lime, it was an ugly business. Chocolate up the nose, in my ear. (shiver)
BT...I KNEW you'd have Bob's back. You....you...MAN you!
Curly, nooooo. You're supposed to take my side. LOL!
ems, you have a point. I was a whole different color after the squishing. I think your blog is hysterical too. That's why I linked you. You, Badoozie, and Slick have been extremely cool additions to the blog roll. These guys will love all of you.
Barman! Poor jake! You forget I'll be seeing you soon in person. LOL! You better watch it, bro.
Um..odd you should bring up the repair manual...I'm not doing one of those. But...I am gonna start posting my rejected cartoons. LOL! They weren't good enough for the mags but...Hey..this is a blog. I can do anything.
Slick, I swear if you keep it up...I'm gonna slip over to your house and pilfer your remote.
Angela....if you do...soon as you hit the horn....RUN. RUN LIKE THE WIND!
Me's thinkin' you were durn lucky to have had the ice cream cone between you and Bob's knuckle sandwich! (Although, yes, I do hate the waste of anything cold and chocolate). LOL! Bet it was worth every lost drip of that ice cream!
Nice hair-do. Although at first I thought the guy had penises (peniae?) protruding from his head. Wait a minute : O Omigod! Are those...?!? If he comes near me, I'm gonna squash a cone in his face!
I'm goin to the races tonight to bet the ponies. We're having our yearly competition. I feel confident of a win this year.
Let's review....show is 3rd place. Correct? And place Is 2nd? Or is it reversed? Which one pays the most? I don't want to ask the people I'm going with because they're my competition and I don't want them stealing my strategy.
My first thought: What a squandering of good chocolate ice cream.
Second thought: Bob was justified. If the ice cream were some flavor such as yucky strawberry, it would have been 100% OK.
Third thought: Crabby, if you had thought it funny and tooted that horn while my head was under the hood, I think I would have seriously considered ramming that ice cream up you ass, regardless of the flavor!
And, remember, I’m a non-violent dude.
Milky, I WON I WON I WON! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH HA HA HA HA! by the 6th race I was down to my last 5 dollars. But I rallied and WON! Me and Fred. TRIUMPHANT AT LAST! I came home with 30 bucks and Fred went home with over 70! We're soooo cool!
Sign, I'm gonna start posting my rejected cartoons. LOL! It's actually a lazy attempt by me to blog and catch up my backed up housework at the same time while still visiting everyone.
Nick, GASP! this is a side of you I've never seen before. ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh ha ha ha ha ha ha!
TC, and then there were those times when you'd be driving down the road and all of a sudden the car would sputter and spit and you knew...just knew...it was gonna die any second. Ah. The good old days.
Manny, you know darn well I'm like a saint or something. (cough) (cough)
No you can't open the presents and play with them.
PS. I did that once and I couldn't get it back into the package the way it came out. I wrapped it anyhow but never heard the end of it.
Justacoolcat, And that bow is very cute on you too!
Cadbury, I didn't. It stuck to my hair and up my nose. Nasty business, crushed ice cream cones.
Dirk, I'll be over.
Caz, did he? That's cool. I have some others he might like. How old is he?
Seequin, these are just free hand. I colored in some places with photoshop to give it some color.
Dan, you know, I wish I had thought to test it. LOL! After all, I was already out of ice cream.
Barman, up till the 6th race I was so far behind all I had left was 5 dollars. Then I found something in the racing book. WOOT! I'll send you a pic of it.
Hey guys!
I'm around. But I'm desperately searching for my finished cartoons that were rejected. I had them all filed and they've wondered off somewhere. I do have my rough drafts so I'll put a couple of those up but it's a booger because they're in pencil and I have to complete broken lines and so on to be able to color them in for the web.
I thought you might like to see the stuff that gets kicked back from different mags after you've submitted it.
Seequin, we went to the race track last night for our annual Cancer's vs. the Leo's birthday competition. We do it every year and every single year the Leo's (Bob and Ethel) beat our (me and Fred) socks off.
This year....WE WON! WE WON! WE WON! WHUPPED THEIR ASSES GOOD AND PROPER!
Fred came home with 70 something and I came home with 30. Love those ponies!
Check your shoes before you leave.
Nice artwork, Picasso-Crab.