Sunday, August 5, 2012

Happy Little Clouds

I believe too, Bob.

# posted by douchebag1
9:55 am August, 5 Vin Douchal said...

1970’s era puffed up Jewfro, tight Calvin cotton long sleeve with no undershirt and laid back artisian stylings makes me smile and remember my yesteryears when I had the best shit on the block and I fucked all my older sister’s friends a) without her knowing b) without her knowing I was slinging .

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I’d even venture a guess that Bob’s wearing polyester Sansabelts and white leather shoes. Fuck yeah, you go Bob, ya fuccen stud

9:56 am August, 5 FredN. said...

The Mr. Rogers remix is even better.

10:01 am August, 5 Vin Douchal said...

Free Love 70’s. And if I could FUCKING post you tubes in here , this would be the one:

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WordPress Soviet Technology Presents: GFR – Bad Time

10:02 am August, 5 Vin Douchal said...

Fuccers

10:37 am August, 5 The Reverend Chad Kroeger said...

Many housewives on valium masturbated to Bob with a cyan dildo with just a hint of silver.

11:24 am August, 5 Et Tu Douche? said...

I’d even venture a guess that Bob has a thatch of chest hair to match his Jewfro (No Antisemitic) that would make a young Sean Connery envious.

11:26 am August, 5 Et Tu Douche? said...

I’d even venture a guess that Bob used to, and still would if it were available, smoke Acapulco Gold & Panama Red.

11:27 am August, 5 Et Tu Douche? said...

I’d even venture a guess that Bob might of had a scene or 2 back in the mid 70’s in some B-Rated porn filmed up in Laurel Canyon.

11:30 am August, 5 Tits McGee said...

I miss that guy and his happy little trees and clouds – RIP

12:08 pm August, 5 Bobzilla said...

This guy must a been swimming in pussy.

12:52 pm August, 5 Dude McCrudeshoes said...

I’d even venture a guess that Bob has a silk kimono with a hidden whip pocket he wears when he invites the neighborhood kids over for a game of strip Battleship. Bob always hits on F2.

1:10 pm August, 5 Wheezer said...

Hell yeah, Vin! I can dig the groovy vibes from Grand Fuck Railroad, brother!

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Seriously, “Bad Time” is an excellent track. I never knew that was them until about 10 years ago.

1:10 pm August, 5 Wheezer said...

Freudian^ slip? Funk*

1:47 pm August, 5 Bobzilla said...

I mean seriously folks, he had to be painting happy little bushes with his man spackle 24 to the 7, 3 to the 65. Damn it, why can’t I catch a break like that.

2:15 pm August, 5 creature said...

wtf is goin on here?

2:16 pm August, 5 creature said...

…can we have the video of the guy who paints via enema next, boss?

3:26 pm August, 5 FredN. said...

Dude was a drill sergeant (or whatever it’s called) in the freakin Air Force.

3:37 pm August, 5 Bobzilla said...

@FredN., wasn’t Mr. Rogers too? No wonder they both snapped. It’s a good thing I never enlisted or else I might have my own show on PBS called the Hugging Puppies and Kittens Hour.

3:46 pm August, 5 The Reverend Chad Kroeger said...

^I thought you were leaving Nancy. Anyway, solid GFR but I must add this, again.

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5:35 pm August, 5 DoucheyWallnuts said...

Bob Ross used to hang at the Golden Nugget and The Fronteir back in the eary 70s. He loved Negro chicks and the barely literate Paiute Indian dames who used to bus tables and work housekeeping jobs in the hotels. He was big into the peyote buttons and hard anal.

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One time me, a young Englebert Humberdink, Shecky Greene and Bob pulled an all nighter at the Paiute Reservation outside Vegas. We smoked some kind of shit in a big long pipe, that looked like on of those Peace Pipes they used in the John Wayne pictures, and all I knows is that I had a boner for 4 days and banged more squaws that I could shake my renob at. Shake my renob at, I says.

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Anyways, Bob had this big serpent cock that needed 5 hands to cover from top to bottom and the line outside of his teepee would have went around the block if those Indian Reservations had a fuckin block. Na mean?

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We had to drag Bob out of there after 24-hours of straight Indian dame banging, but the party continued back at his room at the Nugget. Whatta week that was. And one more thing, if you ain’t never seen an Indian broad’s snapper you are missin somethin’, Cool Breeze.

7:34 pm August, 5 Dude McCrudeshoes said...

^f’in genius!

7:51 pm August, 5 Said said...

Paiute? Schecky? Engleburnt? renob??

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snapper???

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Total, complete genius shit there, Wallynuts!

7:52 pm August, 5 The Dude said...

Fuck! If i had a nickel for every time I’ve posted without being signed in to the apostrophe…huh?

9:40 pm August, 5 DarkSock said...

Meanwhile, Snooki and The Situation will live to be 100…

11:51 pm August, 5 Chris in 'Baghdad said...

Yep old Bob is quite a ‘Bag, but a rich mo he is. He has all of the dopes who are denizens of Michaels’ craft stores in his back pockets, and their $$ in his (no doubt off shore) accounts. His entrepreneurial approach to painting tutorials, and serializing them to lonely ugly women, and douchebag dweeb guys, thru the Michaels chains, has made him a very rich man. You go, Bob.

6:04 am August, 6 DarkSock said...

^ Actually, Chris, he’s a very dead man. Cancer, in ’95.

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In order to accommodate his sweet ‘fro, his coffin was shaped like a microphone.

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Medical FACT.

10:09 am August, 6 Dr. Bunsen HoneyDouche said...

No way to hate on this guy at all. Throw on some Grand Funk RR (Thanks Rev Chad and my bro [dead, MUCH respect]), grab some brews, and relax. Even if you just had a really fuccen shitty day, man, Bob could mellow you right the fucck out. And so what if he made a shitload of $$ off of it.

7:36 pm August, 7 Little Willie said...

Used to watch this show while channel surfing back in the day. This guy was always using house painter paintbrushes, scrapers and unconventional shit to paint landscapes, mountains, clouds, trees, ocean waves, etc. Basically the same landscape painting over and over. He always sounded like he was on quaaludes.

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