I have a story for you?!

I have a story for you?

one day bob went to the grocery store to buy some anchovies for his extra specialy tastey sandwhich. he walked up to the doors, and paused a second. "uh oh.." bob doesnt like thsese fancy electric doors tehy have now adays, hes allways afraid they will close on him, cut him right down the middle, and eat him up. so after jamming the doors carefully with stuff he fond outside including a tree, someones car, a bycicle, and his cd player, he walked thru the doors happily. he just couldnt wait to get those anchovies, cuz he had a hot date he was making that super special sandwhich for, and he was so excited. barbra had never come to his house, because she didnt like the color of it. but after bob had it painted over, she finnaly said she would come over. this was a super special occassion =] barbra was the hotteest lunch lady at the public school. on mondays bob would go in and have lunch with the kids even though hes 36. barbra would cook him up a special bowl of beef stroganoff.

3 weeks ago
after eeating his stroganoff, he would slip off into the streets and hum happy toons. so now here he was, the happiest man alive, desperately searching for those anchovies. he had been down 4 isles now, and nothing. some nice person who worked there cared to ask him " do you need help finding something sir?"
"I JUST WANT MY FLIPPIN ANCHOVIES IS THAT ALL TO ASK???!"
"um--ahh--well--umm--there in isle 8 sir sorry sir, please dont hurt me sir!"
"i wunder what his problem was?" asked bob, he had an anger problem, and had his little outburst/tantrums without even noticing. inbobs mind, he had asked politely where he could find the anchovies. as you have jsut read, thats not what happend. (sry i cant spell just, it always comes out as jsut) DEAL!

3 weeks ago
so finnaly bob is on his way home witht he anchovies for his lovely sandwhich of love and romance. he had the whole night planned. they would share a sandwhich and a glass of ovaltine, then sit down on his checkered couch, and watch lingo together till about 8:30. he would then ask if she was interestin in having some icecream. hopefully, if all went well. she would say yes. if it didnt go that way.. well then lets jsut say here comes another one of his little unknown outbursts.. i sure hope she likes icecream. we dnt want any deaths tonight. hes very personal about his icecream, he churns it himself. and he even planned this batc to have anchovie bits in it, to go along with his evening theme.

3 weeks ago
u best watch out, this wnt end till i get completely bored haha.


so bob and his woman are sitting ont eh couch. and she aggrreed to have some anchovi icecream. halfway thru his bowl, he realized that she wasnt eating hers. 'hey, how come u havnt eaten any icecream?"
"umm..well my--umm well i dnt really like it, im sorry.."

"WHAT!!!!!??? HOW DARE YOU. GET OUT! GET OUT NOW I NEVER WANNA HAVE YOUR BEEF STROGANOFF AGAIN!!!"

hurt little barbra left the freshly painted house with some anchovii on her cheak... she would never live the same.



bob woke up the next morning wundering why she had left so early, called her to get "(*#@(*$^@($&^*!%&!(#$*&@)$(@(...


"oh my..."

3 weeks ago
thats not really supposed to make sence at all!! lol im bored, it was fun and lame. hope u enjoyed that lol, or just laughed and said, what a stupid person. =]

ummm yea...i dont think that the reason bob called her back the nxt morning had that big of a word in it...

besides wat guy uses so much just to open a door??? the doors dont even have that much force to actually cut someone open! im sorry, but this just doesnt make much sense...