So I forgot about this story yet again and I'm deciding to write another episode. I'm not caught up on my own story so let's make some shit up shall we?
It was a dark stormy night and all the house was silent not even a mouse or some bullshit like that. Lil Bob was sleeping in his bed. It wasn't Christmas at all but fuck it we're gonna start like this. Bob dreamt of tree branches, his father, and the dinosaur he called his bitch. Bob was a bad bitch and no one could kill him. Bob was trained in the extreme martial art of lightsaber. In his sleep, he cut fruit with his lightsaber. He was just that damn skilled.
No one can beat Bob.
Because he's a bad bitch.
No one can touch Bob.
Because he's a bad bitch.
No one can make fun of Bob.
Because he's a bad bitch.
No one calls Bob a bitch though.
Only a bad bitch.
It's better.
And Vine.
:)
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"IMMA BAD BITCH YOU CAN'T KILL ME" Vine's last words.
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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...
