Me and my dad walked into a place where supposedly my dad's arm could be fixed. The place was pretty shady and had lots of gangsters around as soon as we walked into the alley way we were directed in to.
"Hey kid, wanna buy some drugs?" a random druggie asked me.
"The fuck? No bitch" I replied in a sassy tone because fuck it. I'm Bob.
My dad led me past many people until we finally found the place we were looking for.
"Fixer-Upers" it said with a smiley face on the sign.
My dad took my little 2-D hand and we walked into the building. (I don't think Hawaii is like this but oh well.)
"WHAT'S GOING ON MAN. MY NAME'S RICK. WHAT'S YOURS?? DO YOU WANNA BE MY FRIEND?? LET'S BE FRIENDS!!!! I don't have any friends. DO YOU WANNA BE MY FIRST FRIEND????"
wtf is going on
"My name is Bob. My dad needs to fix his arm. Can you did it for us?" I said with puppy dog eyes.
Rick looked at me and then at my dad. Rick was fucking huge. It was like looking at a skyscraper. He also looked the green giant but I didn't want to say that to his face.
"Of course I can fix your arm. But on one condition. Bob has to become my friend."
"Deal. We're friends now."
"Alrightalrightalright. I'll get you a new badass arm and you'll come out of here looking like new."
"Thanks, Rick"
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OMG I was right. I forgot about this story. Well, I'm back now (for a little until I forget again).
I'm sorry this story is just getting worse and worse, but I'm going to introduce some main characters soon. But Bob is a little too young for that right now, so I'm going to have something and happen and then another thing happens and you know, story stuff.
Well, I hope you enjoyed and look forward to the next episode/chapter/part of the Adventures of Bob!
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The Adventures of Bob
HumorHello, my name is Bob. I do all kinds of cool things like going through time, meeting new people and riding my pet dinosaur. I'm a stick figure and can't be a normal person, but it's cool. I have a hard time feeling emotions, but my friends Sally an...
