Clearing up the situation, Iraqi playing cards, what is Bob reading?
Dear Bob, You beat me to it. You answered a question of mine before I even had time to ask it! You truly are all knowing. However, I am somewhat perplexed… If the mass of pimped-out Cadillacs and Navigators crowding Broad Street was due to an event at King’s Dominion, then what were all these folks doing in Downtown Richmond, some 15 or so miles from the amusement park? I’m glad I now know what was up.
Dear Bob,
You beat me to it. You answered a question of mine before I even had time to ask it! You truly are all knowing.
However, I am somewhat perplexed… If the mass of pimped-out Cadillacs and Navigators crowding Broad Street was due to an event at King’s Dominion, then what were all these folks doing in Downtown Richmond, some 15 or so miles from the amusement park?
I’m glad I now know what was up. I too got caught in the middle of this entourage and was a little nervous that my windows would shatter (either from bass or from bullets).
Speaking of BET, it hit me for a second that Richmond might be hosting the filming of a music video, but then my goombah-ass would be on BET, so I quickly ruled that possibility out.
Interstate 95 was the trick for me, too. I also found out that the out-of-towners were not familiar with Grove, Floyd, Monument and the like. Those could have also been a secret escape route for you. That was some night though. Mine eyes were blinded when the glare of the street lights hit the hundreds of chromed rims surrounding me on all sides.
The police presence was also interesting. For a moment there I thought that a gang war was about to take place. You never know with the Godfather of Rap, Snoop Dogg, dodging bullets lately. Either way, I’m glad to hear you made it out safely and I suggest you use Bat Boy to help you fly over the mess if it happens again.
As for VCU’s readers, give them a break, finals are around the corner. Although, not everyone has to write letters as long as mine, so then again, no excuse! What’s with these schmucks?
Don’t sweat it though man, you’re at a higher level then them. They have trouble comprehending your wisdom and so are nervous to write in fear that they may be ridiculed for their wretched prose or stupid questions.
Till next time,
Jimmy Boombada
That was so well put and long, that I find myself at a loss for a proper answer. However, thank you for writing and for the praise. You know where to get the money.
O’ Wise and Mysterious Bob,
Just when I thought the spammers were becoming a bit unoriginal and jaded with trying to simultaneously shed my pounds, reduce my debt and increase my bust size, a true gem appeared. I know we are capitalists, but really…is it absolutely necessary to have an Iraqi most wanted deck of playing cards?
Mike Stormo
Arctic Palace Technologies
Everyone needs their own deck of Iraq’s most wanted playing cards. This is the greatest invention to grace the earth in many, many years.
It was not possible to identify most of the wanted men on the spot before. It took some time before the layperson could pick the wanted man out of a line up.
However, now that task will be easy as pie, pecan pie. With these fine cards, even the layest of laypeople can point out the wanted men of Iraq.
Just wait until next month, when they bring out their calendar. This is to be the crowning achievement in the quest to make the evil Iraqi seem different from the average Iraqi.
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Dear Ask Bob,
What book are you reading in your infamous picture?
The fuschia spider monkey
The color of the pen that I hold in my hand is RRRRRRrrrooooyyyaaaallll blue!
Just like Jim Carrey in “Liar, Liar,” I cannot tell a lie. The book I read day in and day out is most certainly “The Neverending Story.”
You know, I used to read all the time. I read every book in my school and every book in my town’s library.
I was a reading machine! That is, until one day my friend, Tell Jim, handed me this book and said, “Bob, read this book.”
So it began. I started to read and the tale it wove was an amazing one. I was totally hooked on this fine masterpiece for weeks.
I kept reading and reading, always in search of the end of the tale. I wanted to know how things finished.
However, I could not. The more I read, the more book there was to read. It was like I was unreading the book.
That was back in 1927 when I started reading. I have been reading ever since. This also covers why I am constantly scratching my head.
I am still puzzled how this story may end, if it ever does. I am confused. I would like to tell you I’ve reached the end, or at least nearing the climax of this tale. No such luck.
As long as I have been reading this book, it has looked many times as if I will find the end, only to have another twist and turn introduced.
