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ooc: i"ve been trying to get a godfather thingy going and you don't even play along!:mad:

Than he goes fishing with al neri and Fredo and gets fredo's blood all over him
 
And then bob ate spam with the penguins that automagically appeared out of a tree. Then, they all danced the happy dance while the ice shattered all around them. They all fell through the ice and died, and Kyle shouted, "Oh my gawd, you killed Kenny!"
 
ooc I haven't seen the Godfather... and I don't want to either... so there... :p

"Poor Kenny," said Bob. "I will bury him in silk pajamas."
 
ooc: Thanks Elgee! :D I haven't seen "The Godfather" either!

"You can't forget the spam!" one of the panguins said wiping its eyes. "You know, Kenny just loved the stuff!" So Bob remembered the Spam and thoughtfully buried Kenny with spam smeared all over his silk pajamas.
 
They slipped and fell and went through the ice where they did battle with the Merpeople led by Koffi Anan...
 
and were turned into fish with tad-pole bodies and lion manes. They galloped around the bottom of the ocean in a horse race and sang a song title, "All the Animals" written by the Beast Brothers.
 
The Beetles and a group of elves arrived in the Yellow Submarine. They loaded the forward torpedos and prepared to fire on the Beastie Boys.
 
Than One thousand million screaming fans ran over bob trying to see if they could touch paul mcarteny
 
But they couldn't buy him love so he ran away crying. Bob moaned and picked himself up only to be wisked away by a passing torpedo.
 
They grabbed Bob and shoke him.
"WILL YOU STOP DYING ALREADY!?!?!?" they growled. "We've had to send you to three different after lives. We've given you all the special treatment you want. MAKE UP YOUR MIND!!! DEAD OR ALIVE!!!"

Bob had to think this one over.
 
Finally he decided. "Dead!" he replied. So he was granted all the rights and citizenship of the dead and was allowed to go into the earth and roam with the other ghosts like a dead man should. However, he terrorized the spiders so much the the Dieties were forced to call a conference in heaven to discuss the knew Spiderman-torchure-thingy-whatsit who roamed around at free will. Thier decision was made, and Bob was made mortal again (much to his secret delight) and the whole cycle started over again. Bob was confident that he could gain as many admissions back into life that he wanted.
 
When the Deities, who unbeknownst to Bob but knownst to us, can read thougts, read these thoughts they got mad at Bob and put all his thoughts through the paper shredder. They also did a few politicians' thoughts just to make things interesting.
 
However, the paper shredder did not end up with shredded paper for its leftovers but a mucky orange goo. The Dieties were forced to stop the shredding process in the middle so that they did not ruin their paper shredder, and because of this a few very stupid politicians were created, and Bob was left with only half his brain.
 
and bob cursed the hevens and roared, pollititions of the west and to the west of west fold, dam you, let the molemen wear glasses. and i screamed i am bob but my friends call me rob, do you have sweet cigars. na said my lord but i play a mean guitar
 
God and the Dietis were sorely offended at these words and struck bob down with a lightening bolt
 
Thus Bob died again and was forced to think of another way to become reincarnated. He wracked his brain but could come up with nothing and think of nothing except peanutbutter and jelly sandwiches.
 
The deities were merciful and put him back as a paper shredder. The paper shredder soon was very busy and shredded ten volumes of the encyclopedia Britanica.
 
Alas Bob did not enjoy this mundane existence and chose make a plea to become a can-can commie
 

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