My Fascination With Rubber Chickens

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October 20, 2004

Continues with Bob, who is currently traveling the world. He's the most well traveled inanimate object since the yard gnome (who is vastly overrated in my opinion, anyway. Stupid pointy hat.)

This picture is simply begging for a caption, people. You did such a good job here, I know you can do it again.

Posted by Shannon at October 20, 2004 08:16 PM | TrackBack

Comments

Okay... I'm in the tub...
what did you say I should do next?

Posted by: Aunt Vickie at October 21, 2004 03:18 PM

Oh where is that valet with my champagne?
Oh, here he comes! but why is he carrying an onion?

Posted by: annie at October 21, 2004 06:21 PM

"After a hard day at the RCC (Rubber Chicken Corporation), Bob treated himself to a well earned dip in the jacuzzi."

"It was all over. Bob just knew he was going to be soup."

Posted by: Fi at October 21, 2004 07:18 PM

"Oh I LOVE A PARADE!" sung in a high pitched nasaly chicken like voice. "YOU KNOW MY VOICE SOUNDS SO GOOD HERE IN THE BATHROOM."

Posted by: another Shannon at October 22, 2004 11:36 AM

Nothing soothes tired chicken feet like a faucet with decent water pressure. Aaah!

Posted by: Michelle at October 22, 2004 10:39 PM

Buckaaaaaaaw, Yeah.

Posted by: Patrick at October 23, 2004 08:22 PM

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