We all know a Bob.
And while they may differ from each other, there is no denying the fact that Bobs are awesome.
And I should know, as my name is Mike. As someone who believes himself to be the most important person who ever lived, it takes a LOT for me to admit that there is a name (well, family of names) that rises above my own given moniker.
I was first introduced to the awesomeness of Bobs in high school by my friend Navy. His late father was named Bob and was easily one of the coolest men that I, Navy, and the rest of our circle ever had the pleasure of knowing. Possessing a respectable life record (including service in the Armed Forces), he displayed his “Bobness” in the twilight of his life through interactions with my friends and I.
For example, Navy and SuperFan once stole a couch off of a neighbor’s porch and attempted to carry it up a flight of stairs in Navy’s house. During this exercise, the couch became stuck, trapping Navy and SuperFan on either side of this.
Now, parents with any other name would probably wreak all sorts of havoc were this to happen in their respective homes.
Not Navy’s dad.
Not only had he sat in his easy chair watching the entire episode unfold, but upon seeing the couch lodge itself in between the walls on either end of the staircase, his entire reaction was to shake his head and speak the following words of encouragement to his son and said son’s longtime buddy:
“What a couple of fucking idiots.”
So in honor of Navy’s father, as well as all of the Bobs out there, I offer for your reading pleasure/fright the “Bobs” page, which will be updated periodically. All forms of “Bob” will be exemplified, including “Robby,” “Rob,” “Robert,” and “Bobby.”
Bob Slydell and Bob Porter
Silent Bob
Bob-omb
Bob Saget
Bob Ross
Bob Barker
