Bob,
Bob, Bob...... .still at it after all this time?
I first
came across your site about two years ago and I thought it
was absolutely hilarious! I'm just surprised you're still
doing it. After two years of essentially the same hate mail,
don't you get bored responding to it? Isn't the whole atheist
angst thing getting a little old? It seems you rely on shock
value to provoke interest in your site, but once all the dress
ups have been done, and all the hate mail has been read, you
really don't have anything new to express. It's lost it's
luster, Bob. Time to get a real job.
Kelly
Gedeon
akgedeon@sbcglobal.net
Get
a real job when this stupid shit is payin' the bills? You must be
crazy! You think it'd be funner to work at Taco Bell? You think
I'd be happier shoveling snow? Please, you must explain what you
mean regarding that.
And
how can you say it's getting old? Have you seen my
comic? Have you read of my adventures
through Times Square? And have you heard the calls
to Milasia I've made? And I'm still getting around 6 million
hits a month, so apparently someone out there still thinks it's
funny.
I'm making my living doing exactly what I want, and my
magnets have sold out, and Urban Outfitters wants to buy 5,000
more. Do you know what a check like that looks like?
I've
never understood the saying: "Get a real job". Who the fuck wants
that???
I have
seen your new stuff, but frankly, I didn't find it that funny.
The jokes may be different, but they all have the same punch
line. Don't get me wrong, making fun of people is indeed funny
(it appeals to my bitch nature), but maybe you should try
someone other than the Christians ? retards, the disabled,
even old people, all abso-fucking-hilarious! All the Christian
stuff is done, (albeit by you), stick a fork in it! All I'm
saying is broaden your horizons a little. Fat people? totally
funny. Immigrants? hey, you live in New York I bet you have
plenty of stories. Don1t forget midgets. Midgets are just
plain funny.
Kelly
Gedeon
akgedeon@sbcglobal.net
PS? you
are right about the "real job" thing. If you are
making a living, and more importantly, making people laugh,
keep it up. Even though I don1t find it funny anymore, obviously
others still do. There are millions of people in America and
it'll take a long time before they all get board. When they
do, don1t forget the midgets!
Wow,
what a drag. You want me to start makin the same jokes about stuff
everybody else is already makin' jokes about. It sucks that I've
lost it. There's really nothing I can do if I have I suppose. What
about the Love
Diaries? Are you "board" with that as well?
I
can't fathom not being entertained by the Special People high jinx.
Did you even go and read it or are you just skimming over things
and assuming it's not funny?
You've
totally shocked me with this critique. It's the first of it's kind
amongst all of the compliments I've been getting. Maybe it's your
problem? Could you send me a picture of yourself? |
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by Venessa Nina
Remember
in Willy Wonka, that kid who turned into a giant blueberry?
Well, if that kid woulda been a whigger this is what
would have happened. The inverted knee thingy just seals
the deal for me.
That other
guy looks like he wants to crawl inside that hoody and
disappear completely from this particular friendship. |
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by Bob Crawford
The sportos
of New York are starting to get out of hand. Wasn't
there a day when they would have been ostracized from
their frat house if they looked like a "fag"?
It's a fucking trimmed lambskin coat with boxer shorts!
This is the
guy who needs to be initiated anally by drunken jocks
if you ask me. |
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by Bob Crawford
I love this
lady. She could be 49 or she could be 75. Hair matches
the lips/matches the glasses, what more could you ask
for? Oh, I know! A $5,000 fox fur coat, that's what!
I wanna be this when I grow up. |
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by Bob Crawford
Business on
top, party in the back! You still can't beat the story
a stringy mullet tells.
Rock-n-ROLLLLLL! |
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by Normal Bob
| I think he's
just a really eccentric vetrinarian who listens to the
weather report and doesn't want to catch the sniffles. |
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by Normal Bob
He wears
a leotard with a huge neck hole and he hangs out at
Union Square where he juggles a crystal ball (he's got
2 sizes to choose from) by rolling it around on the
back of his hands and arms. Then,
when the little girls gather 'round, he pulls out his
little mouse and let's it crawl all over him... including
his balls.
We
call him "Juggles". |
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by Bob Crawford
| This guy was
standing in a dark corner behind our table with that unlit
cigar, on his cell phone talking French for like 30 minutes.
We think he's a top secret secret agent... and so does
he apparently. |
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by Normal Bob
Let there
be no doubt, this lady is toothless.
She was using
the reflection in my window to make her mouth look sexier
and more alluring and sensual.
Are
you hard yet? |
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by unknown
Okay, I'm
not gonna tell ya who it is, but take a wild guess as
to which one in the Davenport family is the fan of my
site.
Take your
time. Don't rush it. I know, there's a lot to choose
from. Do you think you got it? Okay then,who is it?
Yep! That's
right. It's Tito Bandito. Good job. |
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by Bob Crawford
There are
still guys in America with balls enough to wear giant,
parade worthy fur coats with a present-day David Lee
Roth feather.
Could the
white tiger attack on Roy be bringin' this look into
the mainstream?
I pray the
answer to that question is "YES, GOD YES!" |
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by Normal Bob
If you'd
have been there, you would have been pulled into this
girl's tractor beam as well. When she came into the
shop, her head was wrapped in a scarf (leaving her hair
adorbly weightless), she sat, ate her latte with a spoon
and left just as quietly as she came. I was sold.
guess it
also didn't hurt that everytime she stood up her pants
were down past her sex lines. |
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by... who cares?
Oh, and last
& least, how could I forget the mopey Kelly and
her droopy bloodshot pout? Don't let her face bore you
so quickly. We all know what that red shiney hue means!
Kelly, how much do you have to drink to get through
the day?
She wants
me to make fun of fat people (I think that in itself
is funny), so here I go. You're not gonna be able to
hide those chins with your hands that easily. Kelly,
the saying "You are what you eat" applies
to dough too.
Wait, is
that how you frame pictures in your home? Is that construction
paper? And that's the picture of yourself you chose
to mount? You know what, nevermind. If you need me to
complain to, go right ahead. But it ain't gonna mend
what your uncles did to you. |
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