*Comes back to thread after about 40 pages or so...*
Bob, being in grave danger (as a paper doll, you never know what might happen, you might get eaten by a paper-eating sock), obviously got himself into more. Some small green, african mongeese stole him from whoever had him before, and began to toast him lightly over a match. Well, several matches because they kept on going out, and the mongooses burnt their fingers, except mongeese don't really have fingers, more paws and Craig had ought to settle on a fixed plural for mongoose and stop writing in incredibly long and drawn out sentences... like this one.
Then, all of a sudden ********* appeared! ********* saved Bob, and Bob was eternally grateful (rather like the little green aliens in Toy Story). Except Bob didn't know who ********* really was because instead of letters, he had used cunning asterixes! Bob stated this in no uncertain terms to *********, and ********* replied that there was a great need for secrecy, but he was infact.............