Bob. He was Dora's dad, who left when she was born. He didn't like the look of her, so he just left. This is the story of Bob's adventure that nobody sees because DoRa is the StAr.
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Day 1 Bob woke up, feeling majestic. He took a sip of the red wine from last night. Then goes to the bathroom and takes a massive poop. It doesn't flush so he picks it out and carries it through to the kitchen and puts it on the frying pan, adds some olive oil while badly singing Roar by Katy Perry. He turns on the gas. And gently frys the poop. Then he takes it off the heat and cuddles with it. He gets naked. He turns on the tv. GUESS WHO COMES ON. GOD DAMN DORA THE GOD DAMN EXPLORER. He starts crying. He just wants to be happy. Dora started singing. It made Bob even sadder. Soon he fell asleep.
Day 2 The next morning was crazy. He woke up, feeling spongy. He felt like he wanted to clean a car but with his body, like a sponge. He looked to the bedroom wall that had his desk on it. He could barely see it, the rubbish and clutter was piling up. He looked closer to the rubbish and saw something he's been looking for. A cross necklace. (Crucifix) Jesus looked sad. Well he was being nailed to a cross but that's not the point. He walked over and picked it up. "At least I have you Jesus" he mumbled. Just then the chain for it broke. "or not" he tutted and walked into the living room, dropping Jesus on the way.
He got bored and decided to head to the pub. "Hey! Where's Grunty Gary?" Bob asked the bartender. "Ach, who knows, probably groping giggly girls." The bartender replied, straight-faced. Bob was a regular at this pub. Nearly every night. He made a friend. Gary Grunter. That's why everyone calls him Grunty Gary.
After quite a lot of alcohol, Bob decided it was best to go back to his pigsty of a house. Bob leaves his rubbish where ever he pleases. His house is disgusting.
Day 3 When he woke up, he found himself of the kitchen floor, with a bottle of vodka next to him. This was a typical morning. He woke up feeling...hungover. Bob sat up. Then he lay back down.
He woke up at 6pm. He decided to turn on the tv. And surprise, surprise, Dora came on. He turned it off. He realised he wanted to turn his life around. He wanted to not be a disgusting person.
Bob got up from the sofa (dirty sofa) and started to pull out the black bin bags (heavy duty ones). He started throwing stuff into it. Then he got bored and fell asleep on the dirty, brown,crusty sofa.
Day 4 He woke up feeling moist. He'd wet the bed. Pee was everywhere. The room smelt horrible. The bed was soaked.
Bob decided to go to a strip club. He went into a private room and a tv was there. A lady walked in and winked. She started to undress. Then she turned on the tv. It was the news. She walked over to Bob and got it on with him. Then Dora came on. So in the middle of adult reproduction time, he starts crying. He rushes out (half naked, bottom half naked) and runs home. With no shame. When he got home he launched himself onto the sofa, in tears. "WHY! WHY CAN'T I JUST BE HAPPPYYY! WHY IS SHE EVERYWHERE. EVERYWHERE I GO..." Bob screamed in tears, sniffing handfuls of bogeys into his nose between each word.
