When I, Like the REST OF THE WORLD Wonders: Who is Fun Bobby?
Because of all of your demanding emails/posts/phone calls etc (all both of you)...I will tell you the story of the Man that IS Fun Bobby.
He is apparently my second cousin. My mother's cousin. My Gram's Nephew. And his wife is MaryJo...and they are from Minnesooooooota. (you have to say it just like that...soooooooota). They are just the cutest little couple ever...Very friendly and full of energy and information and like their BEER!! (although I have to ask: is michelob ultra really beer?)
So, here they are: Fun Bobby and Mrs. MaryJo Fun Bobby:
Isn't this the face of fun-ness? So we talked about all sorts of things like their son (my third cousin) who is a teacher, the daughter who works at best (worst) buy and the other son who is building a condo in THE twin cities...
And now: BONUS CRAPPY MATERIAL!!
Just because I have a little spare time, I am going to tell you what came up when I Typed "Andi Needs" into Google:
1. To add some functionality that will fall out of the 0.5 time frame. (Well of course, who doesn't need some added functionality?)
2. The purse, Andi needs to buy this! (Clearly the internet knows me too well)
3. To see Mardi Gras (I can check this one and "snorkeling" off at the same exact time!!)
4. Help to cope. (well: no. shit. THUS the drugs and THUS the entire pharmaceutical universe that I am SINGLE HANDEDLY funding)
5. To get some confidence.(again: no brainer here...who else seconds guesses their socks, their teeth whiteness and their boobs this much?)
6. a new car and high speed internet access. (er, internet: I think you are a year behind)
7. space with someone whom she has a seemingly happy relationship. (ahem...check.)
8. to keep her smart remarks out of mah business since she has nothing to do with H3 or mah. (okay, i have several things to say here...the redneck that thinks that the posessive pronoun "my", is spelled MAH has got serious problems...also, she is a dumbass that labels her husband as H1, H2 and H3...no confusion there...plus, i MAY have something to do with both you and H3, and you just don't know...I guess i will just keep it to MAH self.)
9. to come in for observation right away. (bahahaha!! what are you observing? the rapid multiplication of fat cells? the blood levels of various sedatives? whether or not the hairs on my toes will indeed grow out over my toenails?)
10. to start screaming, like seriously cataclysmic "fuck the end of the world is nigh". (this is my favorite, because the word cataclysmic is awesome, but also because the person who wrote this did not realize that they need to ad the -LY to the end and make it an adverb: cataclysmically...although they did somehow figure it out with the "serious" right before it. Also, it is my favorite because WHAT does it mean for something to be nigh? is that like near? do you think there are alot of people living in the astrodome going around saying that the end of the world is "nigh"? i beg someone to correct me...)
this is my mom, and me...and me without any blush, but totally not even sick at all...just pale. very. very. pale.
