The Adventures of Bob

Bob 3

After being born, the doctors wouldn't let me go home because they wanted "professionals" to take a look at me.

They brought 3 people to look at my condition or whatever you call it. Even thought I was a few days old, I still remember their faces when they saw me. They looked mortified. One of the people threw up, the second fainted and the third scarily put on a white glove while glaring at me. You could tell he was the weird one of the bunch.

Two more doctors had to come in to drag the two very shocked "professionals" (as they call themselves) out of the room.

The only man left was the one with the creepy face and white glove.

We were alone in the room and he walked up to me. I was not covered in any blankets or cloths at this moment so he could see every inch of my small 2-D body. I was exposed to him. Lol

He looked at me thoroughly with his thumb and pointer finger stroking his chin and his other hand on his hip.

He suddenly look at the lower half of my body.

"I see," he said, "you have no penis. Interesting." And then he began to violently stroke his chin.

I think he was a pervert.

But it's cool.

I survived.

Anyways, he picked me up and twisted me around so he could see me from different angles.

"Even more interesting, your body looks the same from all angles," he said as he put me down and stroked his chin again.

"Your eyes are black circles and your mouth is a line. I wonder if you're senses are the same as a humans'. Your face is white and the rest of your body is just sticks," he said and squinted his eyes as he slowly leaned closer to me.

He stood straight up again and crossed his arms, "By the way, my name is Doctor T. I know it kinda sounds like a rapper name, but it's my actual name and I'm gonna use it. You're only a baby, so I'll come see you regularly when you grow older. You're a very rare case."

"Well then, until next time" and he waved and left the room.

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Yaaaaay a new character!

Yes, he's kinda a pervert, but he's a good professional. Very professional.

Guess where I wrote this story?
*Jeopardy music plays*

IN MY BUS!!!!! I DID IT AGAIN!!!!!

I need to stop writing these on the bus because I think it usually makes them worse. Completely my opinion, and I know no one cares about my opinion. But it's cool.

What will Bob's next adventure be? Find out next time on The Adventures of Bob!