<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088552508125996939</id><updated>2011-06-08T02:30:43.423-04:00</updated><category term='cooking'/><category term='bartender'/><category term='names'/><category term='news'/><category term='cannibalism'/><category term='hippies'/><category term='status messages'/><category term='Colorado'/><category term='pork'/><category term='wine'/><category term='vagina'/><category term='text messaging'/><category term='NTN Trivia'/><category term='kidney stones'/><category term='Wild Turkey American Honey.  Translation.  English.'/><category term='farts'/><category term='bar'/><category term='PG'/><category term='suppositories'/><category term='Syndrome'/><category term='Al'/><category term='toilet water'/><category term='South Park.  Gangs.  14 babies.'/><category term='women&apos;s health'/><category term='The Cold Spot'/><category term='muppets'/><category term='recipes'/><category term='PMS'/><category term='fat'/><category term='laxatives'/><category term='hospitals'/><category term='cows'/><title type='text'>Bobbin':</title><subtitle type='html'>the publication of an individual's overheard, off color, obnoxious, over the top, gut wrenching, hilarious, often drunken remarks.  Said comments are most often heard coming from either side of 3 feet of beautifully polished and beer stained wood.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>I'm The Chez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11256317174233040774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_zw81TVU4o/SgBObi1TFqI/AAAAAAAAAj0/LCOxRFrd9nc/S220/562622_macaroni_and_cheese.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>51</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088552508125996939.post-8515344285991822916</id><published>2009-06-01T12:52:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T12:57:29.754-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Stole The Cheese?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_zw81TVU4o/SiQIVvaQFrI/AAAAAAAAAqA/xwR0fFkeOUY/s1600-h/cheese.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 129px; height: 91px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_zw81TVU4o/SiQIVvaQFrI/AAAAAAAAAqA/xwR0fFkeOUY/s200/cheese.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342404227565098674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friend 1:&lt;/span&gt;  Can anyone tell me why I just found a block of cheese in my purse this morning?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friend 2:&lt;/span&gt;  G threw it in there on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friend 1:&lt;/span&gt;  Today is Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friend 3:&lt;/span&gt;  Don't eat it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088552508125996939-8515344285991822916?l=beenbobbed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/feeds/8515344285991822916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088552508125996939&amp;postID=8515344285991822916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/8515344285991822916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/8515344285991822916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/2009/06/who-stole-cheese.html' title='Who Stole The Cheese?'/><author><name>I'm The Chez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11256317174233040774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_zw81TVU4o/SgBObi1TFqI/AAAAAAAAAj0/LCOxRFrd9nc/S220/562622_macaroni_and_cheese.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_zw81TVU4o/SiQIVvaQFrI/AAAAAAAAAqA/xwR0fFkeOUY/s72-c/cheese.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088552508125996939.post-6777956160166966100</id><published>2009-02-17T14:21:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T14:29:41.454-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You're Pretty When You're Quiet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ouboV1WzdAQ/SZsPgv1Qs6I/AAAAAAAABH8/YcuWPkl-VaE/s1600-h/screaming-chimp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ouboV1WzdAQ/SZsPgv1Qs6I/AAAAAAAABH8/YcuWPkl-VaE/s320/screaming-chimp.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303850041428980642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Setup: J is a regular night cook at our regular spot. He's learning to tend bar now and was working the day shift today. Ms. K530 and &lt;a href="http://redneckmuppet.blogspot.com"&gt;kitchengeeking&lt;/a&gt; rolled in for lunch (not as rare as J being there during the daytime).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J was discussing the relative calm of the bar and that he would have a great deal of trouble being behind the bar at night with drunkards accosting him with their slurred, high-volume orders all the time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. K530 understood completely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K: I bet you've never heard me this quiet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J: Yeah, I guess I kinda like you. You're actually quite charming. Want to go out sometime?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088552508125996939-6777956160166966100?l=beenbobbed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/feeds/6777956160166966100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088552508125996939&amp;postID=6777956160166966100' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/6777956160166966100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/6777956160166966100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/2009/02/youre-pretty-when-youre-quiet.html' title='You&apos;re Pretty When You&apos;re Quiet'/><author><name>redneck muppet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691046207398253260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ouboV1WzdAQ/SZsPgv1Qs6I/AAAAAAAABH8/YcuWPkl-VaE/s72-c/screaming-chimp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088552508125996939.post-50701400824131126</id><published>2009-02-16T21:08:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T21:19:31.162-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pork'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fat'/><title type='text'>If I Were At Home My Hand Would Be In My Pants</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ouboV1WzdAQ/SZoeKPb-dKI/AAAAAAAABHU/-1LZfsFEbp8/s1600-h/glistening+pig+fat+-+sunbathing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 307px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ouboV1WzdAQ/SZoeKPb-dKI/AAAAAAAABHU/-1LZfsFEbp8/s400/glistening+pig+fat+-+sunbathing.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303584672473576610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Setup: &lt;a href="http://redneckmuppet.blogspot.com"&gt;Kitchen Geeking&lt;/a&gt; was cooking for &lt;a href="http://imthechez.blogspot.com"&gt;The Cheeze&lt;/a&gt; and Ms. K530. After multiple carnitas tacos and two bottles of Pinot Grigio, the geek opened a bottle of Garnacha (Grenache for you Frenchies). After tasting a piece of the pork with the new wine, Geek made the ladies do the same. They didn't really put up a fight. Geek then grabbed another piece of pork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geek: Damn. Every piece of pork in here is glistening with melted fat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheez: I wish I were sweating so my fat would be glistening.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088552508125996939-50701400824131126?l=beenbobbed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/feeds/50701400824131126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088552508125996939&amp;postID=50701400824131126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/50701400824131126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/50701400824131126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/2009/02/if-i-were-at-home-my-hand-would-be-in.html' title='If I Were At Home My Hand Would Be In My Pants'/><author><name>redneck muppet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691046207398253260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ouboV1WzdAQ/SZoeKPb-dKI/AAAAAAAABHU/-1LZfsFEbp8/s72-c/glistening+pig+fat+-+sunbathing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088552508125996939.post-1810354609653520106</id><published>2009-02-12T09:45:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T09:55:00.915-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='South Park.  Gangs.  14 babies.'/><title type='text'>14 Gangs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i77.photobucket.com/albums/j80/k_2nice05/cartman-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 288px" alt="" src="http://i77.photobucket.com/albums/j80/k_2nice05/cartman-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;The Set Up:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Peeps love South Park. On any given day you will hear one of them say in their best Cartman voice, "Whateva, I do what I want. I roll with 14 gangs. We commit hate crimes."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Bobbin':&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;C's Status Message on Gmail: "C, when she has 14 babies, won't take the time for a manicure, botox, or a nose job."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;D's Response to Status Message: "A baby for each gang with which you roll?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088552508125996939-1810354609653520106?l=beenbobbed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/feeds/1810354609653520106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088552508125996939&amp;postID=1810354609653520106' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/1810354609653520106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/1810354609653520106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/2009/02/14-gangs.html' title='14 Gangs'/><author><name>I'm The Chez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11256317174233040774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_zw81TVU4o/SgBObi1TFqI/AAAAAAAAAj0/LCOxRFrd9nc/S220/562622_macaroni_and_cheese.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088552508125996939.post-1340335976822074999</id><published>2009-02-12T09:13:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T09:22:58.027-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wild Turkey American Honey.  Translation.  English.'/><title type='text'>Wild Turkey American Honey</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.barnonedrinks.com/tips/dictionary/images/2295.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 175px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 560px" alt="" src="http://www.barnonedrinks.com/tips/dictionary/images/2295.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Set Up:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This proves why it is never a good idea to drink a half of a bottle of American Honey by yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Bobbin':&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C: Back off or I'll shove this super plus up your nostril.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K: Whatevs. I'll put pin clothes on your nipples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C: Clothes Pins, K. (Looks at D.) It's okay. I can translate Honey to English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.barnonedrinks.com/tips/dictionary/images/2295.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;http://www.barnonedrinks.com/tips/dictionary/images/2295.jpg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088552508125996939-1340335976822074999?l=beenbobbed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/feeds/1340335976822074999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088552508125996939&amp;postID=1340335976822074999' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/1340335976822074999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/1340335976822074999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/2009/02/wild-turkey-american-honey.html' title='Wild Turkey American Honey'/><author><name>I'm The Chez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11256317174233040774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_zw81TVU4o/SgBObi1TFqI/AAAAAAAAAj0/LCOxRFrd9nc/S220/562622_macaroni_and_cheese.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088552508125996939.post-2464789909941217020</id><published>2008-12-12T10:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T10:54:20.001-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Is That All it Takes?</title><content type='html'>C:  "You know, there's nothing like 2 feet of wood to make you feel powerful."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a mental picture.  C standing right behind the bar with hands on hips in the power stance....classic!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088552508125996939-2464789909941217020?l=beenbobbed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/feeds/2464789909941217020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088552508125996939&amp;postID=2464789909941217020' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/2464789909941217020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/2464789909941217020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/2008/12/is-that-all-it-takes.html' title='Is That All it Takes?'/><author><name>Krista K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05485039839480645411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088552508125996939.post-3755446174471530367</id><published>2008-11-03T13:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T13:54:31.896-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Well...I'm At A Loss For Words</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The Set Up:&lt;/strong&gt; Sometimes it isn't what is overheard being said. Sometimes it is what one is caught doing that will get you bobbed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Bobbin': &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_zw81TVU4o/SQ9IDezfF0I/AAAAAAAAAZk/kguB1yFLv60/s1600-h/PG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264505714065217346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_zw81TVU4o/SQ9IDezfF0I/AAAAAAAAAZk/kguB1yFLv60/s320/PG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;* Caption Contest!!!!!!  Caption this pic!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088552508125996939-3755446174471530367?l=beenbobbed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/feeds/3755446174471530367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088552508125996939&amp;postID=3755446174471530367' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/3755446174471530367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/3755446174471530367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/2008/11/wellim-at-loss-for-words.html' title='Well...I&apos;m At A Loss For Words'/><author><name>I'm The Chez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11256317174233040774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_zw81TVU4o/SgBObi1TFqI/AAAAAAAAAj0/LCOxRFrd9nc/S220/562622_macaroni_and_cheese.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_zw81TVU4o/SQ9IDezfF0I/AAAAAAAAAZk/kguB1yFLv60/s72-c/PG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088552508125996939.post-7228256909357162550</id><published>2008-09-25T11:49:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T11:50:46.123-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Apparently Farting IS Illegal.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://artfiles.art.com/images/-/No-Farting-Poster-C10001794.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://artfiles.art.com/images/-/No-Farting-Poster-C10001794.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This whole story is why we have the Bob Book. Click &lt;a href="http://imthechez.blogspot.com/2008/09/farting-is-against-law.html"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;to read about the man in West Virginia who was arrested for farting!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088552508125996939-7228256909357162550?l=beenbobbed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/feeds/7228256909357162550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088552508125996939&amp;postID=7228256909357162550' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/7228256909357162550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/7228256909357162550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/2008/09/apparently-farting-is-illegal.html' title='Apparently Farting IS Illegal.'/><author><name>I'm The Chez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11256317174233040774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_zw81TVU4o/SgBObi1TFqI/AAAAAAAAAj0/LCOxRFrd9nc/S220/562622_macaroni_and_cheese.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088552508125996939.post-2559281234777305297</id><published>2008-09-25T08:43:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T16:00:13.052-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vagina'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='status messages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women&apos;s health'/><title type='text'>New Favorite Status Message</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.beverlycolemanswellnessretreats.com/public/images/womens_health.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.beverlycolemanswellnessretreats.com/public/images/womens_health.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;The Set Up:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone knows what a status message is. During the work week, a number of us have Twitter.com or Gmail.com up and running. Both applications feature the beautiful thing called the status message. The following status message made me laugh so hard I drooled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Bobbin':&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BK: had an email from Women's Health inquiring, "Do You Know Enough About Your Vagina?" Thinks she does."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088552508125996939-2559281234777305297?l=beenbobbed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/feeds/2559281234777305297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088552508125996939&amp;postID=2559281234777305297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/2559281234777305297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/2559281234777305297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/2008/09/new-favorite-status-message.html' title='New Favorite Status Message'/><author><name>I'm The Chez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11256317174233040774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_zw81TVU4o/SgBObi1TFqI/AAAAAAAAAj0/LCOxRFrd9nc/S220/562622_macaroni_and_cheese.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088552508125996939.post-2009676322921302248</id><published>2008-09-24T08:51:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T08:55:26.963-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='text messaging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Colorado'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hippies'/><title type='text'>Hippies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.all4humor.com/images/files/Special%20door%20for%20Hippies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.all4humor.com/images/files/Special%20door%20for%20Hippies.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Set Up:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A crew from Charleston went to watch CO spank &lt;a href="http://www.wvu.edu/"&gt;WVU&lt;/a&gt; last week. It was a sad, sad ending. Nonetheless, the following text message conversation took place between CO and WV.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The BOBBIN':&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;DB: Hippies. Hippies everywhere. Everywhere I look I see hippies!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;C: You are in Colorado; what the fuck did you expect?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088552508125996939-2009676322921302248?l=beenbobbed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/feeds/2009676322921302248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088552508125996939&amp;postID=2009676322921302248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/2009676322921302248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/2009676322921302248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/2008/09/hippies.html' title='Hippies'/><author><name>I'm The Chez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11256317174233040774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_zw81TVU4o/SgBObi1TFqI/AAAAAAAAAj0/LCOxRFrd9nc/S220/562622_macaroni_and_cheese.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088552508125996939.post-2267502012029327456</id><published>2008-09-17T13:51:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T13:56:23.189-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bartender'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='names'/><title type='text'>KevBar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_zw81TVU4o/SNFEvTjFlMI/AAAAAAAAATY/jN1TtdtCNdg/s1600-h/kevbar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247050620355318978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_zw81TVU4o/SNFEvTjFlMI/AAAAAAAAATY/jN1TtdtCNdg/s320/kevbar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Set Up:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;KevBar is one of our watering hole's bartenders. He has a litany of nicknames that he has been given. Some good, some not so good. Nonetheless, they are his. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The BOBBING:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;DB: Hey Cuz, let me have another beer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;BGW: Yeah, KevBar, hook me up too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;KB: Cuz, KevBar, Kevin, Bar God, everyone calls me something different.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;C: I call you, "Hey bitch, poor me another shot." I wasn't joking. Poor me another shot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;KB: Yes, ma'am. By the way, that was a good one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088552508125996939-2267502012029327456?l=beenbobbed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/feeds/2267502012029327456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088552508125996939&amp;postID=2267502012029327456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/2267502012029327456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/2267502012029327456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/2008/09/kevbar.html' title='KevBar'/><author><name>I'm The Chez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11256317174233040774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_zw81TVU4o/SgBObi1TFqI/AAAAAAAAAj0/LCOxRFrd9nc/S220/562622_macaroni_and_cheese.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_zw81TVU4o/SNFEvTjFlMI/AAAAAAAAATY/jN1TtdtCNdg/s72-c/kevbar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088552508125996939.post-1691535336015393218</id><published>2008-09-17T12:24:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T12:34:10.260-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hospitals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toilet water'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kidney stones'/><title type='text'>Toilet Water</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.treehugger.com/toilet%20water-jj-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.treehugger.com/toilet%20water-jj-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Set Up:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unfortunately a dear friend of The Bob Book is in the hospital for kidney stones. She is also a diabetic which can complicate anything that has to do with the kidney region. She is in a shit ton of pain and will be undergoing surgery sometime today to help pass the stones. Last night she had visitors at the hospital. Her doctor was there as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Bobbing:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Doc: "I was paged in the O.R. earlier today. The nurse said I had a patient that screamed, 'If you don't give me something to drink, a piece of ice, something, I'm gonna drink the god damn toilet water!' Gee, P, I didn't realize it was you."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;P: "God damn, I'm so embarrassed."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088552508125996939-1691535336015393218?l=beenbobbed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/feeds/1691535336015393218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088552508125996939&amp;postID=1691535336015393218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/1691535336015393218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/1691535336015393218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/2008/09/set-up-unfortunately-dear-friend-of-bob.html' title='Toilet Water'/><author><name>I'm The Chez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11256317174233040774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_zw81TVU4o/SgBObi1TFqI/AAAAAAAAAj0/LCOxRFrd9nc/S220/562622_macaroni_and_cheese.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088552508125996939.post-8860853673955479710</id><published>2008-09-16T11:41:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T11:45:09.376-04:00</updated><title type='text'>6 Degrees of Separation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_zw81TVU4o/SM_T58s12XI/AAAAAAAAATM/gnSAVeQ6H_I/s1600-h/facebook.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246645083410127218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_zw81TVU4o/SM_T58s12XI/AAAAAAAAATM/gnSAVeQ6H_I/s320/facebook.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;The Set Up:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A good friend of mine from growing up sent me an instant message yesterday. He has recently signed up for a &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/"&gt;facebook &lt;/a&gt;account, and was hit up by several people at once to be his "friend." When looking at their profiles, most everyone, even people not from Charleston, were already friends with me. What can you say, I'm kind of a big deal. Anway, the following was BOBBED.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The BOBBED Quote:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"You are the Kevin Bacon of facebook!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088552508125996939-8860853673955479710?l=beenbobbed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/feeds/8860853673955479710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088552508125996939&amp;postID=8860853673955479710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/8860853673955479710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/8860853673955479710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/2008/09/6-degrees-of-separation.html' title='6 Degrees of Separation'/><author><name>I'm The Chez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11256317174233040774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_zw81TVU4o/SgBObi1TFqI/AAAAAAAAAj0/LCOxRFrd9nc/S220/562622_macaroni_and_cheese.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_zw81TVU4o/SM_T58s12XI/AAAAAAAAATM/gnSAVeQ6H_I/s72-c/facebook.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088552508125996939.post-8886816151387574473</id><published>2008-06-10T08:35:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T08:43:54.548-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cowboy Troy Takes  Ride On The Soul Train</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.mtv.com/shared/media/images/amg_covers/200/drg700/g750/g75068lyrte.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.mtv.com/shared/media/images/amg_covers/200/drg700/g750/g75068lyrte.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Set Up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man who deeply resembles &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.cowboytroy.com"&gt;Cowboy Troy &lt;/a&gt;walks in to a &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.myspace.com/samsuptowncafe"&gt;bar&lt;/a&gt;. He orders a drink and begins making small talk with some of the regulars. He's from &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.mingocountywv.com/"&gt;Mingo county &lt;/a&gt;and talks like he has a mouthful of shit. But I digress. The studly bar manager says to the bartender, "Cuz, shots for you, me, C, BGW, and Hibzzzz!" Cuz does as he is told...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Bobbin'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cowboy Troy: "Hey, man, what about me?"&lt;br /&gt;Bar Manager: "What about you?"&lt;br /&gt;Cowboy Troy: "Don't I get a shot?"&lt;br /&gt;Bar Manager: "This ain't &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.soultrain.com"&gt;Soul Train&lt;/a&gt;. You can't just jump on whenever you want!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088552508125996939-8886816151387574473?l=beenbobbed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/feeds/8886816151387574473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088552508125996939&amp;postID=8886816151387574473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/8886816151387574473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/8886816151387574473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/2008/06/cowboy-troy-takes-ride-on-soul-train.html' title='Cowboy Troy Takes  Ride On The Soul Train'/><author><name>I'm The Chez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11256317174233040774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_zw81TVU4o/SgBObi1TFqI/AAAAAAAAAj0/LCOxRFrd9nc/S220/562622_macaroni_and_cheese.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088552508125996939.post-7487339922638345739</id><published>2008-05-16T13:58:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T14:02:10.227-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Meeting Chicks At The Men's Shelter</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The Set Up:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This conversation actually just happened....I'm dying here.  This particular child is thrown out of the house regularly. No one knows if he is really being thrown out or if the events are happening inside his head.  It really is sad, but this was just too funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Bobbed Quote:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J (a rather slow child):  Yeah, C, I got thrown outta my house&lt;br /&gt;again last night.  Not sure where I'm gonna go this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C:  That sucks, J.  Why don't you go to the men's shelter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J:  (Angry) That totally defeats the point.  How am I suppose to meet girls at&lt;br /&gt;the men's shelter?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088552508125996939-7487339922638345739?l=beenbobbed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/feeds/7487339922638345739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088552508125996939&amp;postID=7487339922638345739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/7487339922638345739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/7487339922638345739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/2008/05/meeting-chicks-at-mens-shelter.html' title='Meeting Chicks At The Men&apos;s Shelter'/><author><name>I'm The Chez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11256317174233040774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_zw81TVU4o/SgBObi1TFqI/AAAAAAAAAj0/LCOxRFrd9nc/S220/562622_macaroni_and_cheese.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088552508125996939.post-5197062989575284102</id><published>2008-04-09T10:29:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T10:33:33.384-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Butch</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The Set Up:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BGW and the regulars were at &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.myspace.com/samsuptowncafe"&gt;Sam's&lt;/a&gt; this Sunday having yet another of their famous Sunday Fundays. A group of lesbians walked in the door. They were having a good time. They caught BGW's eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The BOBBED Quote:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BGW: "C, I'm glad you ain't no butch. I mean, I couldn't look at you the same if you were."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C: "Ok."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BGW: "But let me ask you this...if you were butch, what would you do? Really, what would you do?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C: "Date really hot chicks."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BGW: "Good point. I want to do a study on them."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088552508125996939-5197062989575284102?l=beenbobbed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/feeds/5197062989575284102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088552508125996939&amp;postID=5197062989575284102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/5197062989575284102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/5197062989575284102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/2008/04/butch.html' title='Butch'/><author><name>I'm The Chez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11256317174233040774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_zw81TVU4o/SgBObi1TFqI/AAAAAAAAAj0/LCOxRFrd9nc/S220/562622_macaroni_and_cheese.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088552508125996939.post-7634181546146849427</id><published>2008-04-09T10:23:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T10:29:22.519-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The T&amp;A Truck Stop in Teays Valley</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The Set Up:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week the&lt;a href="http://www.wvpower.com"&gt; ball park &lt;/a&gt;in town opened up.  It is &lt;a href="http://www.charlestonwv.com"&gt;Charleston's&lt;/a&gt; greatest outdoor bar.  It was 2 for Tuesday.  PG, DT, and I had too much fun.  We ended up at a Truck Stop in Teays Valley.  However, we called TH to see if she wanted to go with us.  PG did the talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The BOBBED Quote:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PG:  "It's a Truck Stop, but really it's a nice place."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088552508125996939-7634181546146849427?l=beenbobbed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/feeds/7634181546146849427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088552508125996939&amp;postID=7634181546146849427' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/7634181546146849427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/7634181546146849427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/2008/04/t-truck-stop-in-teays-valley.html' title='The T&amp;A Truck Stop in Teays Valley'/><author><name>I'm The Chez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11256317174233040774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_zw81TVU4o/SgBObi1TFqI/AAAAAAAAAj0/LCOxRFrd9nc/S220/562622_macaroni_and_cheese.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088552508125996939.post-7881549871370936581</id><published>2008-02-15T14:42:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T14:50:03.876-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='suppositories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laxatives'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='farts'/><title type='text'>The Suppository or The Laxative</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://images.allegrocentral.com/62/21/8ab281020bb66dff010bb67ec306609b-PRODUCT-MEDIUM_IMAGE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://images.allegrocentral.com/62/21/8ab281020bb66dff010bb67ec306609b-PRODUCT-MEDIUM_IMAGE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;THE SET UP:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;C's 4th block class is filled with primarily boys that she has had in class before. Frequently you can find C eavesdropping on conversations that she probably shouldn't be listening to at all. This is a quote that came from one of those moments. It was said and then displayed as a GMail Status.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The BOBBED QUOTE:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;C: was recently quoted as saying, "you aren't going to put something up your butt if you can't get anything out of your butt to begin with." -was explaining the difference between a laxative and a suppository to a fourth block student. -also wishes that the boys in 4th Block would quit farting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088552508125996939-7881549871370936581?l=beenbobbed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/feeds/7881549871370936581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088552508125996939&amp;postID=7881549871370936581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/7881549871370936581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/7881549871370936581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/2008/02/suppository-or-laxative.html' title='The Suppository or The Laxative'/><author><name>I'm The Chez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11256317174233040774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_zw81TVU4o/SgBObi1TFqI/AAAAAAAAAj0/LCOxRFrd9nc/S220/562622_macaroni_and_cheese.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088552508125996939.post-5020086415146502640</id><published>2008-02-13T11:07:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T14:50:51.306-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Cold Spot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PMS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NTN Trivia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Syndrome'/><title type='text'>Syndromes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://southernfriedfatty.files.wordpress.com/2007/07/pms-posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://southernfriedfatty.files.wordpress.com/2007/07/pms-posters.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Set Up:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday Fun Day. The Cold Spot. Multiple Pitchers. NTN Trivia. Conversations about the monthly visitor of women. The men at the table made a gross generalizaton about the correlation between woman being bitchy and their periods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Bobbed Quote:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C: I don't need my period to be a bitch. I'm a bitch all the time. PMS. I AM MY OWN SYNDROME!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088552508125996939-5020086415146502640?l=beenbobbed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/feeds/5020086415146502640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088552508125996939&amp;postID=5020086415146502640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/5020086415146502640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/5020086415146502640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/2008/02/syndromes.html' title='Syndromes'/><author><name>I'm The Chez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11256317174233040774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_zw81TVU4o/SgBObi1TFqI/AAAAAAAAAj0/LCOxRFrd9nc/S220/562622_macaroni_and_cheese.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088552508125996939.post-2756667784422825899</id><published>2008-01-22T16:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T17:50:45.101-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Al'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cows'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PG'/><title type='text'>Moooooooooo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Set Up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;None necessary!  Just know that it is PG and Al at 4 in the morning at a friend's house in Virginia.  You can only imagine.  Idiots!  Listening to it makes me more of an idiot, but I can't stop myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Bobbed Video/More of a Soundtrack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-2d58fd972e7592f8" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2d58fd972e7592f8%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331323887%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D21F598C2EAAA87BA6E7B12A9E4F938FC100D4C90.77229A678E017C945D0705956FF63F0107E2E980%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2d58fd972e7592f8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DH4IvBsVrr7mzDJZOzqpO2hjzwLM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2d58fd972e7592f8%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331323887%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D21F598C2EAAA87BA6E7B12A9E4F938FC100D4C90.77229A678E017C945D0705956FF63F0107E2E980%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2d58fd972e7592f8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DH4IvBsVrr7mzDJZOzqpO2hjzwLM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088552508125996939-2756667784422825899?l=beenbobbed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=2d58fd972e7592f8&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/feeds/2756667784422825899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088552508125996939&amp;postID=2756667784422825899' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/2756667784422825899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/2756667784422825899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/2008/01/moooooooooo.html' title='Moooooooooo'/><author><name>I'm The Chez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11256317174233040774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_zw81TVU4o/SgBObi1TFqI/AAAAAAAAAj0/LCOxRFrd9nc/S220/562622_macaroni_and_cheese.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088552508125996939.post-6586343740943397204</id><published>2008-01-14T13:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T13:14:11.590-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Awesome Fury</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://kristinasepulveda.files.wordpress.com/2007/08/ntn_trivia_box.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://kristinasepulveda.files.wordpress.com/2007/08/ntn_trivia_box.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Set Up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We all know that mixing new groups of people together can be fun, but can also cause anxiety. This particular BOBBIN took place and caused anxiety rather than fun. Nonetheless, the quote that came from the incident is funny! Once again, we were at The Cold Spot, eating wings, drinking beer, playing friendly &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.buzztime.com"&gt;trivia&lt;/a&gt;. To make a long story short, one individual asked another individual if she happened to be &lt;strong&gt;autistic&lt;/strong&gt; and then tried to cover it up with the word &lt;strong&gt;artistic. &lt;/strong&gt;It didn't go over well, at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The BOBBED Quote&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;TH: I'm not AUTISTIC or ARTISTIC. I AM AWESOME!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088552508125996939-6586343740943397204?l=beenbobbed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/feeds/6586343740943397204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088552508125996939&amp;postID=6586343740943397204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/6586343740943397204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/6586343740943397204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/2008/01/awesome-fury.html' title='Awesome Fury'/><author><name>I'm The Chez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11256317174233040774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_zw81TVU4o/SgBObi1TFqI/AAAAAAAAAj0/LCOxRFrd9nc/S220/562622_macaroni_and_cheese.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088552508125996939.post-6294717813447137837</id><published>2008-01-08T12:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T13:03:44.455-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cannibalism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>You've Been Served</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.courtfarm.org/images/hog_roast_kent2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.courtfarm.org/images/hog_roast_kent2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;The Set Up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to the latest &lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2008/CRIME/01/06/te"&gt;story&lt;/a&gt; about the boyfriend in Texas who killed his girlfriend and then cooked her up in a pot, a few of us have been left pondering the question, &lt;em&gt;if my boyfriend/girlfriend were to slaughter me, exactly how would I prefer to be prepared??&lt;/em&gt; Here are some of the responses. Do you have a preference?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bobbed Quote&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C: I would prefer to be pan seared with garlic, basil, and a nice reduction sauce, served with a smashed potato or asparagus, and a nice light spinach salad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BK: Deep friend and dipped in chipolte ranch. Though I believe that C would most likely throw some &lt;a href="http://www.lawrys.com/"&gt;Lawry's Season Salt &lt;/a&gt;on me and toss me on the grill until medium rare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KK: Country friend or BBQ'd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HL: Broiled or grilled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KCJW: Bbqued &amp;amp; served on a bun w/ a side of slaw. Please note that this is an entirely plausible question for me, as my husband is trying to &lt;a href="http://www.quitsmoking.com/"&gt;quit the cigarettes&lt;/a&gt;. Slaw, J. it's all about the slaw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SM: I can't believe I am answering this, but... I think I'd like to be flash grilled mid-rare and served over a bed of fresh, &lt;a href="http://www.berkeleysprings.com/"&gt;Morgan County &lt;/a&gt;watercress, drizzled with a little of T's amazing port wine reduction, and accompanied by a nice glass of &lt;a href="http://www.potomac-highland-winery.com/?www.catchwine.com"&gt;Potomac Highlands &lt;/a&gt;Chamborcin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JW: Grilled, wrapped around scallops. With some lemon. And a &lt;a href="http://www.luckylab.com/"&gt;Lucky Labrador &lt;/a&gt;EIPA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CC: No crock pot, but a stew would probably make me nice and tender!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KF: With loads of tomato and garlic. Honestly I don't really care how you prepare me, just as long as people say "Eh, she tastes like chicken".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DT: Ummm, I'd have to go with braised. You know, like brisket. That's really what I am. Second choice would be breaded and pan-fried like a cube steak. My guts would make the most AMAZING gravy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HL (revised): You know, I previously said grilled or broiled. Having given it a little more thought, and having eaten lunch at &lt;a href="http://indiasclayoven.net/sitar/sitar.html"&gt;Sitar&lt;/a&gt; today, I'd be okay with crock-pot style, or even microwaved, provided I was slathered in "red" (i.e., &lt;a href="http://www.recipezaar.com/12952"&gt;hot onion chutney&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DT (in response to HL's revision): Just burped. Reflexive reaction to chutney. Not a bad one, but there it is. Perhaps I could be ground and fried in a tandoor oven as daan, the new Indian naan?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088552508125996939-6294717813447137837?l=beenbobbed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/feeds/6294717813447137837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088552508125996939&amp;postID=6294717813447137837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/6294717813447137837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/6294717813447137837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/2008/01/youve-been-served.html' title='You&apos;ve Been Served'/><author><name>I'm The Chez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11256317174233040774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_zw81TVU4o/SgBObi1TFqI/AAAAAAAAAj0/LCOxRFrd9nc/S220/562622_macaroni_and_cheese.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088552508125996939.post-3760726191704852104</id><published>2007-11-29T16:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T16:57:32.442-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fierce!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.thisnext.com/media/80x80/59CD5B53.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.thisnext.com/media/80x80/59CD5B53.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Set Up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I came out of retirement last week and picked up a &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/samsuptowncafe"&gt;bar shift&lt;/a&gt;. It was the night before Thanksgiving, all of the college co-eds were back in town, and tons of people were getting their groove on. Needless to say, it was quite busy. My roomie, T, got a ride downtown, and DT was going to give us both a ride home. Bar nights are late nights. We had cleaning to do, beer to stock, and money to settle up. It took much longer than expected. T grew impatient. The longer it took the more she &lt;a href="http://www.amberbock.com/"&gt;drank&lt;/a&gt; and the "fiercer" her attitude became. The following bobbing took place on the walk to the car when I was trying to break the ice...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The BOBBED Quote&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;C: Damn, girl those boots are FIERCE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;T: (using best pissed off Mr. T voice) NO, Dawg, I... AM FIERCE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(muffled laughter coming from C and DT) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088552508125996939-3760726191704852104?l=beenbobbed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/feeds/3760726191704852104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088552508125996939&amp;postID=3760726191704852104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/3760726191704852104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/3760726191704852104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/2007/11/fierce.html' title='Fierce!'/><author><name>I'm The Chez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11256317174233040774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_zw81TVU4o/SgBObi1TFqI/AAAAAAAAAj0/LCOxRFrd9nc/S220/562622_macaroni_and_cheese.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088552508125996939.post-159359479284471444</id><published>2007-11-28T11:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T11:15:32.908-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The SHIT FUN Button</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://playwrites.net/images/fun_meter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://playwrites.net/images/fun_meter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Set Up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My roomie and I are having a party in the near future. The VA St party in the past has been a blast. There is a certain amount of expectation and pressure that comes from these parties. We are in the planning stages now. Everyone knows that when you throw the party sometimes you don't have the most fun due to cleaning up, worrying about that guy who is pissin' on your carpet, floating the keg, etc. However, we are birds of a different feather, and we plan on flocking together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The BOBBED Quote&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;T: I told Beth we were going to have a good time even if I had to shit FUN out of my ass!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: What exactly would that look like?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;T: Don't know...never had to use the SHIT FUN button before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088552508125996939-159359479284471444?l=beenbobbed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/feeds/159359479284471444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088552508125996939&amp;postID=159359479284471444' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/159359479284471444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/159359479284471444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/2007/11/shit-fun-button.html' title='The SHIT FUN Button'/><author><name>I'm The Chez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11256317174233040774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_zw81TVU4o/SgBObi1TFqI/AAAAAAAAAj0/LCOxRFrd9nc/S220/562622_macaroni_and_cheese.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088552508125996939.post-1625180788452019153</id><published>2007-11-27T12:59:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T13:15:21.082-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stereotypes and Screwin' Your Sister</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://alumni.wvu.edu/images/content/brady_campbell_ii.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://alumni.wvu.edu/images/content/brady_campbell_ii.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Set Up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sportsline.com/columns/writers/freeman"&gt;Mike Freeman &lt;/a&gt;recently penned a &lt;a href="http://cbs.sportsline.com/columns/story/10495965"&gt;horrible article &lt;/a&gt;about the upcoming &lt;a href="http://www.bcsfootball.org/bcsfootball/"&gt;National Championship Game&lt;/a&gt;. Not only was it what some would consider racist, most definitely stereotypical, and without a doubt ignorant, it was also poorly written. I mean very badly written. Check it out if you like. Print it out and read it on the can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When this article was sent to me via email, I felt the need to send it to all of my fellow &lt;a href="http://www.wvu.edu/"&gt;Mountaineers! &lt;/a&gt;The responses were great. My favorite has been bobbed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The BOBBED QUOTE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BK: ...and saying stuff about the Mountaineer sleeping with his sister, we need to get that &lt;a href="http://cbs.sportsline.com/columns/story/10495965"&gt;article&lt;/a&gt; to &lt;a href="http://admissions.wvu.edu/undergraduate/spotlight/spotlight.asp?iSpotID=470"&gt;Brady Campbell&lt;/a&gt;, have him respond, and say "not sleeping w/ my sister dude, too busy w/ your mom!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088552508125996939-1625180788452019153?l=beenbobbed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/feeds/1625180788452019153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088552508125996939&amp;postID=1625180788452019153' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/1625180788452019153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/1625180788452019153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/2007/11/stereotypes-and-screwin-your-sister.html' title='Stereotypes and Screwin&apos; Your Sister'/><author><name>I'm The Chez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11256317174233040774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_zw81TVU4o/SgBObi1TFqI/AAAAAAAAAj0/LCOxRFrd9nc/S220/562622_macaroni_and_cheese.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088552508125996939.post-689268517326744155</id><published>2007-11-26T21:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T09:44:49.795-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muppets'/><title type='text'>Down At Fraggle Rock</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ouboV1WzdAQ/R0uBgmJPVWI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/vcJr99NQ-ys/s1600-h/muppets-animal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137342196941280610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ouboV1WzdAQ/R0uBgmJPVWI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/vcJr99NQ-ys/s400/muppets-animal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;So you cook, and then you watch food shows. Watching food shows first leads to impatient cooks. Here's what happens when you start watching &lt;a href="http:///www.foodnetwork.com"&gt;Food Network &lt;/a&gt;at 9ish during the Holiday special week. &lt;p&gt;C: "See, &lt;a href="http://www.foodnetwork.com/food/giada_delaurentiis/0,1974,FOOD_10968,00.html"&gt;she's&lt;/a&gt; a muppet." &lt;p&gt;D: "Yeah, but she's a f#$@-able muppet."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088552508125996939-689268517326744155?l=beenbobbed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/feeds/689268517326744155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088552508125996939&amp;postID=689268517326744155' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/689268517326744155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/689268517326744155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/2007/11/down-at-fraggle-rock.html' title='Down At Fraggle Rock'/><author><name>redneck muppet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691046207398253260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ouboV1WzdAQ/R0uBgmJPVWI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/vcJr99NQ-ys/s72-c/muppets-animal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088552508125996939.post-5761459501450190575</id><published>2007-11-26T11:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T11:56:45.585-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Check The Expiration Date</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-_zw81TVU4o/R0r5_Isa5jI/AAAAAAAAACI/vuCSS-LIpNE/s1600-h/SoupCan_12.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137193188030342706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-_zw81TVU4o/R0r5_Isa5jI/AAAAAAAAACI/vuCSS-LIpNE/s200/SoupCan_12.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Set Up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The day after a weekend bender. 'Nough said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The BOBBED Quote&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;C: I have felt much prettier before. Today, I feel like a can of smashed assholes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088552508125996939-5761459501450190575?l=beenbobbed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/feeds/5761459501450190575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088552508125996939&amp;postID=5761459501450190575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/5761459501450190575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/5761459501450190575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/2007/11/check-expiration-date.html' title='Check The Expiration Date'/><author><name>I'm The Chez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11256317174233040774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_zw81TVU4o/SgBObi1TFqI/AAAAAAAAAj0/LCOxRFrd9nc/S220/562622_macaroni_and_cheese.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_-_zw81TVU4o/R0r5_Isa5jI/AAAAAAAAACI/vuCSS-LIpNE/s72-c/SoupCan_12.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088552508125996939.post-3575507721195042894</id><published>2007-11-19T09:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T09:22:40.111-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://imagecache2.allposters.com/images/pic/SIGN/10042~Bar-Rules-Posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://imagecache2.allposters.com/images/pic/SIGN/10042~Bar-Rules-Posters.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Set Up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DT is one of our favorite bartenders, friend, and family members. He doesn't have to work on Sundays, so we often go out for Sunday Funday. Yesterday, SF included a trip to our favorite Mexican Joint for margaritas and tons of food, then on to &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/samsuptowncafe"&gt;Sam's Uptown &lt;/a&gt;for football viewing and laughter. DT stepped behind the bar for a minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The BOBBED Quote&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C: Damn, DT, you look GOOD behind three feet of wood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DT: You should see me behind three inches of wood!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088552508125996939-3575507721195042894?l=beenbobbed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/feeds/3575507721195042894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088552508125996939&amp;postID=3575507721195042894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/3575507721195042894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/3575507721195042894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/2007/11/wood.html' title='The Bar'/><author><name>I'm The Chez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11256317174233040774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_zw81TVU4o/SgBObi1TFqI/AAAAAAAAAj0/LCOxRFrd9nc/S220/562622_macaroni_and_cheese.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088552508125996939.post-3823589679931443141</id><published>2007-11-13T12:23:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T12:55:46.954-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Other People's Assholes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.appscout.com/images/teacher.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.appscout.com/images/teacher.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Set Up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two friends were recently talking, one-in the &lt;a href="http://wvde.state.wv.us/"&gt;educational&lt;/a&gt; world, the other-not. The friend in education was contemplating a career change. Believe me when I tell you that she loves her job and loves her kids, but enough was enough on this particular day-rude behavior, comments, and a poor work ethic.   She was quite frustrated.  Note: she works with High School Students. There is no need for any further explanation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The BOBBED Quote&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend 1: I'm to the point, that if I keep working with other people's asshole kids, I will NEVER want to have any of my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend 2: Just remember....they aren't assholes when they are yours, or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend 1: Sure they are. I'm an asshole and I belong to my mom. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088552508125996939-3823589679931443141?l=beenbobbed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/feeds/3823589679931443141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088552508125996939&amp;postID=3823589679931443141' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/3823589679931443141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/3823589679931443141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/2007/11/other-peoples-assholes.html' title='Other People&apos;s Assholes'/><author><name>I'm The Chez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11256317174233040774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_zw81TVU4o/SgBObi1TFqI/AAAAAAAAAj0/LCOxRFrd9nc/S220/562622_macaroni_and_cheese.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088552508125996939.post-2279597149677028112</id><published>2007-11-08T17:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T17:52:29.199-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Wants To Be A Millionaire??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.revenue4life.net/Page%203/Money%20Sign.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.revenue4life.net/Page%203/Money%20Sign.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Set Up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So who wants to be a millionaire? This BOBBIN' was sent to me from a fan of the blog. I'm not sure of the exact set up. However, apparently a few friends were sitting around commenting on a mutual friend's discontent at the office. I didn't even know that this particular job title existed! My question is this...giver or receiver??  Sounds like a messy job.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The BOBBED Quote&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He won't be happy unless he's making a million dollars a week as a blow job tester!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088552508125996939-2279597149677028112?l=beenbobbed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/feeds/2279597149677028112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088552508125996939&amp;postID=2279597149677028112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/2279597149677028112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/2279597149677028112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/2007/11/who-wants-to-be-millionaire.html' title='Who Wants To Be A Millionaire??'/><author><name>I'm The Chez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11256317174233040774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_zw81TVU4o/SgBObi1TFqI/AAAAAAAAAj0/LCOxRFrd9nc/S220/562622_macaroni_and_cheese.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088552508125996939.post-2930830586980275771</id><published>2007-11-08T10:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T10:42:46.312-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Obsession with the Tramp Stamp</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.product-warehouse.com/47/TNBEDAZZLER.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.product-warehouse.com/47/TNBEDAZZLER.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Set Up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, so yes, we are obsessed with the tramp stamp! (refer to former blog: Tramp Stamps and Diagrams) We can't help it. Plus, we are even more amused at the fact that one of our male friends has a tramp stamp. We now make it a point to insert a joke at M's expense as often as possible! Its so much fun when it is just so easy! A lady in a &lt;a href="http://www.product-warehouse.com/47/TNBEDAZZLER.jpg"&gt;bedazzled&lt;/a&gt; pair of jeans walked into the bar last night...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The BOBBED Quote&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;D: I bet there's a tramp stamp under that sparkly!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;C: M doesn't wear sparkly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088552508125996939-2930830586980275771?l=beenbobbed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/feeds/2930830586980275771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088552508125996939&amp;postID=2930830586980275771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/2930830586980275771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/2930830586980275771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/2007/11/obsession-with-tramp-stamp.html' title='Obsession with the Tramp Stamp'/><author><name>I'm The Chez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11256317174233040774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_zw81TVU4o/SgBObi1TFqI/AAAAAAAAAj0/LCOxRFrd9nc/S220/562622_macaroni_and_cheese.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088552508125996939.post-7074272377543055615</id><published>2007-11-08T10:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T10:43:12.440-05:00</updated><title type='text'>MRSA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.ody.org/clipart/images/cartoon_crab.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.ody.org/clipart/images/cartoon_crab.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Set Up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lately there has been a freak out over &lt;a href="http://www.mayoclinic.com/health/staph-infections/DS00973"&gt;Staph infections &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://www.mayoclinic.com/health/mrsa/DS00735"&gt;MRSA&lt;/a&gt;. People fail to realize that they could get a Staph infection at any time, it isn't just a new phenomenon of late. Needless to say, our friend, M, is ALWAYS sick. Legitimately sick. His current ailment is a very bad cold. He looks and sounds awful. He came around all of us yesterday with his snottiness and hacking. The BOBBIN' is a response to his "being."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The BOBBED Quote&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;C: I'll take your clap and your crabs, but don't give me your MRSA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088552508125996939-7074272377543055615?l=beenbobbed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/feeds/7074272377543055615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088552508125996939&amp;postID=7074272377543055615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/7074272377543055615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/7074272377543055615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/2007/11/mrsa.html' title='MRSA'/><author><name>I'm The Chez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11256317174233040774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_zw81TVU4o/SgBObi1TFqI/AAAAAAAAAj0/LCOxRFrd9nc/S220/562622_macaroni_and_cheese.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088552508125996939.post-7904992374768690218</id><published>2007-11-07T09:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T09:49:53.370-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Newsworthy?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.texasjobshadow.org/images/newspaper.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.texasjobshadow.org/images/newspaper.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Set Up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wvgazette.com/"&gt;The Charleston Gazette &lt;/a&gt;ran an article today about two camo-wearing women busting into an establishment and robbing $27,000 worth of poker money from a game near Hurricane. The article goes into description about exactly what happened. However, to enjoy the BOBBIN' you need to pay particular attention to this following paragraph in the &lt;a href="http://www.wvgazette.com/section/News/2007110619"&gt;article&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;"According to the criminal complaint, it happened in a building behind Bogey's, a bar near Hurricane. A building that houses storage units is located at the rear of the bar."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The BOBBED Quote&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;J: Liquor in the front and poker in the rear!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088552508125996939-7904992374768690218?l=beenbobbed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/feeds/7904992374768690218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088552508125996939&amp;postID=7904992374768690218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/7904992374768690218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/7904992374768690218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/2007/11/newsworthy.html' title='Newsworthy?'/><author><name>I'm The Chez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11256317174233040774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_zw81TVU4o/SgBObi1TFqI/AAAAAAAAAj0/LCOxRFrd9nc/S220/562622_macaroni_and_cheese.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088552508125996939.post-2445150939256349482</id><published>2007-11-05T16:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T16:45:52.004-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The 40 or The 60 Watt Bulb?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www1.istockphoto.com/file_thumbview_approve/572950/1/istockphoto_572950_cartoon_light_bulb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www1.istockphoto.com/file_thumbview_approve/572950/1/istockphoto_572950_cartoon_light_bulb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Set Up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;There are a group of folks in the Charleston area that like to participate in a day of adventure, Sunday Funday, at least 2-3 times a month. These adventures normally consist of drinking, eating, a fun activity, or bad reality TV. This Sunday Funday a challenge was thrown forth...&lt;a href="http://www.ntn.com/"&gt;NTN Trivia &lt;/a&gt;at our favorite wing joint, The Cold Spot. (On a side note: You gotta love a wing/beer joint that is connected to a convenience store/former gas station!) It was an intense battle filled with beer, shots, wings, fried 'shrooms, an obscene amount of Blue Cheese, and an assload of shit talkin'. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The BOBBED Quote&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;C: I hate this game! I suck! I'm definitely NOT the BRIGHTEST light bulb in the bunch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;B: Awwww. You are a bright light bulb, just not THE brightest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;C: Gee, thanks, B.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088552508125996939-2445150939256349482?l=beenbobbed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/feeds/2445150939256349482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088552508125996939&amp;postID=2445150939256349482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/2445150939256349482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/2445150939256349482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/2007/11/40-or-60-watt-bulb.html' title='The 40 or The 60 Watt Bulb?'/><author><name>I'm The Chez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11256317174233040774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_zw81TVU4o/SgBObi1TFqI/AAAAAAAAAj0/LCOxRFrd9nc/S220/562622_macaroni_and_cheese.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088552508125996939.post-8917222239011121881</id><published>2007-11-05T14:22:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T14:32:52.538-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tramp Stamps and Diagrams</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/196/511178062_c55b369f85_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/196/511178062_c55b369f85_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Set Up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Boys will be boys, and when two of them get completely and totally frustrated with one another, it can become quite ugly,  especially, if one is yielding a sharp kitchen knife and the other a lower back tatoo. Needless to say, apparently, a sandwich wasn't made the exact way one of the boys wanted it to be. There were words. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The BOBBED Quote&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;M: This isn't what I ordered, T. It isn't what I ordered!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;T: The next time you want &lt;strong&gt;ME&lt;/strong&gt; to make &lt;strong&gt;YOU&lt;/strong&gt; something that isn't on the menu, you can walk your &lt;a href="http://www.squidoo.com/TrampStamp/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TRAMPED STAMPED&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;ass over here and draw me a fuckin' diagram.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088552508125996939-8917222239011121881?l=beenbobbed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/feeds/8917222239011121881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088552508125996939&amp;postID=8917222239011121881' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/8917222239011121881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/8917222239011121881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/2007/11/tramp-stamps-and-diagrams.html' title='Tramp Stamps and Diagrams'/><author><name>I'm The Chez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11256317174233040774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_zw81TVU4o/SgBObi1TFqI/AAAAAAAAAj0/LCOxRFrd9nc/S220/562622_macaroni_and_cheese.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/196/511178062_c55b369f85_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088552508125996939.post-6658541111665691709</id><published>2007-11-05T11:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T12:09:09.087-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jive Talkin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-_zw81TVU4o/Ry9OFrqQ5NI/AAAAAAAAAB8/reIakbTQ-cM/s1600-h/sushi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129404360124589266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-_zw81TVU4o/Ry9OFrqQ5NI/AAAAAAAAAB8/reIakbTQ-cM/s200/sushi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Set Up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to the &lt;a href="http://onlineslangdictionary.com/"&gt;onlineslangdictionary.com&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whore:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. a prostitute&lt;br /&gt;2. a promiscuous person, usually female&lt;br /&gt;3. a greeting, usually between males&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example: What up, whore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. a friendly insult, usually between males&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example: Leave me alone, whore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOHN:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one who pays for sexual relations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The BLOGGED Quote&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D: &lt;a href="http://local.yahoo.com/details?id=28240855"&gt;Taste of Asia &lt;/a&gt;is on its way to me now.&lt;br /&gt;B: Whore!&lt;br /&gt;D: No, 'John.'  I'm the one paying here! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088552508125996939-6658541111665691709?l=beenbobbed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/feeds/6658541111665691709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088552508125996939&amp;postID=6658541111665691709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/6658541111665691709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/6658541111665691709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/2007/11/jive-talkin.html' title='Jive Talkin&apos;'/><author><name>I'm The Chez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11256317174233040774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_zw81TVU4o/SgBObi1TFqI/AAAAAAAAAj0/LCOxRFrd9nc/S220/562622_macaroni_and_cheese.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_-_zw81TVU4o/Ry9OFrqQ5NI/AAAAAAAAAB8/reIakbTQ-cM/s72-c/sushi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088552508125996939.post-8716285678904276850</id><published>2007-11-05T10:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T11:40:33.254-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Reactions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.justusdogs.com.au/imagesmore/dog-toilet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.justusdogs.com.au/imagesmore/dog-toilet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bradfitzpatrick.com/stock_illustration/images/cartoon_dog_barf_001.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bradfitzpatrick.com/stock_illustration/images/cartoon_dog_barf_001.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The SET UP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This came through via email. It was too funny not to share it with you all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE BOBBED Email&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;KCJW: At first when I read the &lt;a href="http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bobbed website&lt;/a&gt;, I thought that you either (a) had developed some unhealthy addiction towards posting on this blog or (b) had a much more active week than I did. Then I realized that it actually is your website and am no longer concerned, but amused. Also, I am struck by a longing for winter afternoons at &lt;a href="http://local.yahoo.com/details?id=12964391"&gt;The Cold Spot&lt;/a&gt;. I have to go now - Beverly (dog) just vomited on the carpet. Cheers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088552508125996939-8716285678904276850?l=beenbobbed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/feeds/8716285678904276850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088552508125996939&amp;postID=8716285678904276850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/8716285678904276850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/8716285678904276850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/2007/11/reactions.html' title='Reactions'/><author><name>I'm The Chez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11256317174233040774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_zw81TVU4o/SgBObi1TFqI/AAAAAAAAAj0/LCOxRFrd9nc/S220/562622_macaroni_and_cheese.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088552508125996939.post-7878004695184068939</id><published>2007-11-05T10:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T11:35:53.431-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Party Responses</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://f.freeblog.hu/z/e/r/zeropoint/files/ice_luge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://f.freeblog.hu/z/e/r/zeropoint/files/ice_luge.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Set Up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once or twice a year, I throw a kicking party. The last one was for my birthday in March. The party went on until roughly 8am. There is always a very eclectic group of participants. Dancing, &lt;a href="http://itunes.com/"&gt;music&lt;/a&gt;, kegs, beer bongs, &lt;a href="http://www.thisnext.com/item/B0675448/Party-Ice-Luge-Race-Your-Shots"&gt;ice luge&lt;/a&gt;, shots, conversation, wine, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;snack-ables&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;occasionally&lt;/span&gt; guacamole on the wall, moved furniture, hook ups, elicit affairs, gossip, the works; it all happens at a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Chez&lt;/span&gt; party! I have found that like a bar, a house party is a great place to do some BOBBIN. However, the BOBBIN has already begun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The BOBBED Quotes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;D: I will at some point that night, vomit on someone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;K: I will be there. I just hope you have the &lt;a href="http://www.chtaxi.com"&gt;taxi number &lt;/a&gt;programmed into the phone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;J: I can't think of a better way to celebrate: Ben Stiller, Abbie Hoffman, Billy Idol, &amp;amp; Winston Churchill's birthday, Barbados Independence Day, Lucy the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Australopithicus&lt;/span&gt; Discovery Day, Pink Floyd "The Wall"'s 28&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday, and the end of hurricane season. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;JBK&lt;/span&gt;: I'll be there with my tightest rhymes, yo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;J: We'll be there, flame-retarding blankets in tow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;KCJW&lt;/span&gt;: I'll wear something flame retardant, even if J isn't that adventurous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;D: I am currently out of clever. When clever has been re-stocked in my warehouse, I will be sure to notify you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;TTHBTK&lt;/span&gt;: I'm &lt;a href="http://www.anchorman-themovie.com"&gt;Ron Burgundy&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088552508125996939-7878004695184068939?l=beenbobbed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/feeds/7878004695184068939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088552508125996939&amp;postID=7878004695184068939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/7878004695184068939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/7878004695184068939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/2007/11/party-responses.html' title='Party Responses'/><author><name>I'm The Chez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11256317174233040774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_zw81TVU4o/SgBObi1TFqI/AAAAAAAAAj0/LCOxRFrd9nc/S220/562622_macaroni_and_cheese.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088552508125996939.post-6264841597058051271</id><published>2007-11-05T10:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T11:40:20.366-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hand Holding and Baby Fists</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.sciencecases.org/baby_joe/title.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.sciencecases.org/baby_joe/title.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Set Up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My friend group is currently having a debate about hand holding, specifically hand holding in public. It's a debate that has no winner, only hand holders. I am of the belief that hand holding is acceptable public behavior. Others find is disturbing. A few find it joke worthy. The following BOBBIN took place at, of course, Happy Hour!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The BOBBED Quote&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Person #1: I don't hold hands.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Person #2: That wasn't my hand; it was a little baby fist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088552508125996939-6264841597058051271?l=beenbobbed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/feeds/6264841597058051271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088552508125996939&amp;postID=6264841597058051271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/6264841597058051271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/6264841597058051271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/2007/11/hand-holding-and-baby-fists.html' title='Hand Holding and Baby Fists'/><author><name>I'm The Chez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11256317174233040774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_zw81TVU4o/SgBObi1TFqI/AAAAAAAAAj0/LCOxRFrd9nc/S220/562622_macaroni_and_cheese.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088552508125996939.post-1770053692250377682</id><published>2007-11-05T09:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T13:36:40.017-05:00</updated><title type='text'>B"S"H-isms</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://umanitoba.ca/about/image_library/resize.php?image_name=./data/media/60/2thumbs_up.jpg&amp;amp;image_width=300"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://umanitoba.ca/about/image_library/resize.php?image_name=./data/media/60/2thumbs_up.jpg&amp;amp;image_width=300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Set Up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it can go wrong, it will go wrong for our frind B"S"H. Sometimes his misadventures are self induced, other times it is just a bad run with karma. Either way, his catastrophies often make for the best BOBBINS. This particular BOBBIN is dedicate to B"S"H!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The BOBBED Quote&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've probably had some women as hairy as you, Dan. Not as big, but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's no fun motorboatin' too big a tit. You just run out of breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty. I'm not funny. You can't be both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran out of gas somewhere between Nitro and Crosslanes this morning. I had on my flip flops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've drank more in the last 24 hours than most normal people drink in a year. Oh, and you all aren't most normal people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna dance like a bastard!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088552508125996939-1770053692250377682?l=beenbobbed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/feeds/1770053692250377682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088552508125996939&amp;postID=1770053692250377682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/1770053692250377682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/1770053692250377682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/2007/11/bsh-isms.html' title='B&quot;S&quot;H-isms'/><author><name>I'm The Chez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11256317174233040774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_zw81TVU4o/SgBObi1TFqI/AAAAAAAAAj0/LCOxRFrd9nc/S220/562622_macaroni_and_cheese.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088552508125996939.post-2201434772751672894</id><published>2007-11-02T16:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T16:54:10.416-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm A Motor Boatin' Son of a Bitch!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The Set Up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend STK has a certain nickname because they are quite sweet! She rarely shows them off though; something we are working on. This Halloween she showed up as the &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0056937/"&gt;Lovely Cleopatra &lt;/a&gt;and had a bit of va-va-voom. I had been &lt;a href="http://www.jagermeister.com"&gt;drinking a wee bit &lt;/a&gt;and felt the need to introduce her to everyone by way of "&lt;a href="http://www.vince-vaughn.com/quotes_etc"&gt;motor boatin'&lt;/a&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The BOBBED Quote&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128344735858091202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-_zw81TVU4o/RyuKXbqQ5MI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Yx3yiWmOeA8/s320/beth.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is my friend B. Go a head and motor boat her; I did!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088552508125996939-2201434772751672894?l=beenbobbed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/feeds/2201434772751672894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088552508125996939&amp;postID=2201434772751672894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/2201434772751672894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/2201434772751672894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/2007/11/im-motor-boatin-son-of-bitch.html' title='I&apos;m A Motor Boatin&apos; Son of a Bitch!'/><author><name>I'm The Chez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11256317174233040774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_zw81TVU4o/SgBObi1TFqI/AAAAAAAAAj0/LCOxRFrd9nc/S220/562622_macaroni_and_cheese.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_-_zw81TVU4o/RyuKXbqQ5MI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Yx3yiWmOeA8/s72-c/beth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088552508125996939.post-8896443464395495258</id><published>2007-11-02T15:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T16:56:07.406-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Givin' Chin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-_zw81TVU4o/Ryt-WbqQ5LI/AAAAAAAAABs/FeYFDiatzHg/s1600-h/THIB.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Setting&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My friend, T, has a certain affection for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;egg rolls&lt;/span&gt;, a specific &lt;a href="http://www.tripadvisor.com/Restaurant_Review-g58947-d419927-Reviews-Chin_s_Restaurant-Charleston_West_Virginia.html"&gt;Chinese &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;restaurant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;individuals'&lt;/span&gt; lower jaws. Some call it odd; those closest to her call it her charm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The BOBBED Quote&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-_zw81TVU4o/Ryt95rqQ5KI/AAAAAAAAABk/-eWc25dZP0I/s1600-h/THIB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128331030617449634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="168" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-_zw81TVU4o/Ryt95rqQ5KI/AAAAAAAAABk/-eWc25dZP0I/s200/THIB.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-_zw81TVU4o/Ryt95rqQ5KI/AAAAAAAAABk/-eWc25dZP0I/s1600-h/THIB.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-_zw81TVU4o/Ryt95rqQ5KI/AAAAAAAAABk/-eWc25dZP0I/s1600-h/THIB.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-_zw81TVU4o/Ryt95rqQ5KI/AAAAAAAAABk/-eWc25dZP0I/s1600-h/THIB.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I bet she gives great CHIN(s)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088552508125996939-8896443464395495258?l=beenbobbed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/feeds/8896443464395495258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088552508125996939&amp;postID=8896443464395495258' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/8896443464395495258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/8896443464395495258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/2007/11/givin-chin.html' title='Givin&apos; Chin'/><author><name>I'm The Chez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11256317174233040774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_zw81TVU4o/SgBObi1TFqI/AAAAAAAAAj0/LCOxRFrd9nc/S220/562622_macaroni_and_cheese.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_-_zw81TVU4o/Ryt95rqQ5KI/AAAAAAAAABk/-eWc25dZP0I/s72-c/THIB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088552508125996939.post-3359291214115108336</id><published>2007-11-01T14:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T16:46:22.373-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cock-a-doodle-dooooooooo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.aspencountry.com/aspen/assets/product_images/product_lib/37000-37999/37973.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.aspencountry.com/aspen/assets/product_images/product_lib/37000-37999/37973.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Set Up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This particular BOBBIN' is just strange. I have yet to understand it completely. There isn't much to it; all you really need to know is this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- two rednecks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- one topic of conversation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will let the BOBBIN' speak for itself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The BOBBED Quote&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She's ten kinds of sexy. She's sexy as boots on a rooster!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088552508125996939-3359291214115108336?l=beenbobbed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/feeds/3359291214115108336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088552508125996939&amp;postID=3359291214115108336' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/3359291214115108336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/3359291214115108336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/2007/11/cock-doodle-dooooooooo.html' title='Cock-a-doodle-dooooooooo!'/><author><name>I'm The Chez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11256317174233040774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_zw81TVU4o/SgBObi1TFqI/AAAAAAAAAj0/LCOxRFrd9nc/S220/562622_macaroni_and_cheese.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088552508125996939.post-8708670154827354006</id><published>2007-10-31T16:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T16:57:43.039-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"She Sure Is A Mean Pinball!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.publicaddress.net/assets/img/cracker/diving/creature.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.publicaddress.net/assets/img/cracker/diving/creature.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Set Up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A sister to one of us is by no means a huge drinker. However, when lil sis decides it is time to tie one on, she does exactly that. She recently celebrated a birthday at one her favorite &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/samsuptowncafe"&gt;watering holes. &lt;/a&gt;She met her goal and got bombed! Did I mention she did this before the hour of 10PM?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The BOBBED Quote&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lil Sis: I thiiiink I need, want, no need to puke.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;[Heads straight to bathroom.]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;[Concerned friend follows behind her.]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;[Lil sis bounces off every single wall in the hallway to the bathroom.]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lil Sis: [Laughing hysterically while obtaining a rocker's stance sings:] I SURE AM A MEAN PINBALL!!!! Did you hear me? &lt;a href="http://www.lyrics007.com/The%20Who%20Lyrics/Pinball%20Wizard%20Lyrics.html"&gt;I SURE AM A MEAN PINBALL&lt;/a&gt;! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;C: [laughing hysterically asks:] Want me to hold your hair?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lil Sis: Nope! I need you to hold my &lt;a href="http://www.budlight.com"&gt;beer&lt;/a&gt;. I'm gonna need that to gargle with when this is over!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088552508125996939-8708670154827354006?l=beenbobbed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/feeds/8708670154827354006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088552508125996939&amp;postID=8708670154827354006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/8708670154827354006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/8708670154827354006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/2007/10/she-sure-is-mean-pinball.html' title='&quot;She Sure Is A Mean Pinball!&quot;'/><author><name>I'm The Chez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11256317174233040774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_zw81TVU4o/SgBObi1TFqI/AAAAAAAAAj0/LCOxRFrd9nc/S220/562622_macaroni_and_cheese.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088552508125996939.post-9026440616829523599</id><published>2007-10-31T16:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T16:58:27.594-04:00</updated><title type='text'>JBK's First Single</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://poze-fun.cere.ro/poze_fun/large/trhpnk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://poze-fun.cere.ro/poze_fun/large/trhpnk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Set Up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a friend who has aspirations to become one of the most powerful Caucasian Rappers. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;JBK&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;STK&lt;/span&gt; can frequently be spotted, or perhaps heard is the right word, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;spittin&lt;/span&gt;' her mad game throughout the town; normally she also has a &lt;a href="http://www.millerlite.com"&gt;ML beer &lt;/a&gt;in one hand while she is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;faux&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;spinnin&lt;/span&gt;' in the other. The following BOBBED moment was her first attempt at public &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;spittin&lt;/span&gt;'. She has improved since the early days, but this was a landmark moment for her. Please, if you are sensitive to the language of the culture, discontinue reading the blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The BOBBED Quote&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;You Ain't No &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.swiffer.com"&gt;Swiffer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, You A Dust Rag&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bitch, you ain't no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;swiffer&lt;/span&gt;, you a dust rag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's why when you at work, I f*$@ him in yo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;sleepin&lt;/span&gt;' bag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's why I'm the cleanest in the land.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You so dirty you got yo rag in yo hand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So clean up after a bitch like me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want you to scrub my toilet on your knees.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's right, uh uh, you ain't no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;swiffer&lt;/span&gt;, you a dust rag!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088552508125996939-9026440616829523599?l=beenbobbed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/feeds/9026440616829523599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088552508125996939&amp;postID=9026440616829523599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/9026440616829523599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/9026440616829523599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/2007/10/jbks-first-single.html' title='JBK&apos;s First Single'/><author><name>I'm The Chez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11256317174233040774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_zw81TVU4o/SgBObi1TFqI/AAAAAAAAAj0/LCOxRFrd9nc/S220/562622_macaroni_and_cheese.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088552508125996939.post-327235176818958760</id><published>2007-10-31T15:34:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T11:13:44.739-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesus Sure Does Look Purty In Gym Shoes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.catholicsupply.com/christmas/_borders/3000158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.catholicsupply.com/christmas/_borders/3000158.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Set Up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my friends played basketball for two fairly well known Universities, was drafted into the &lt;a href="http://www.nba.com/"&gt;NBA&lt;/a&gt; for a short while, played for a European professional team, now has a career outside of the sport, but still plays on many league teams in town. He's getting up there in athletic years, but still plays a mean game of ball. The thing is...he knows it and tells people about it A LOT, both on and off the court. In short, he is a shit talker. This particular BOBBIN' took place while WC (the player) was shooting a half court ball (which he made) and one of our friendly spectators in the bleachers watched in awe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The BOBBED Quote&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WC: (Mid shot) Damn, that's purty, and I'm purty doin' it!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fan: Man, WC is like Jesus in gym shoes!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088552508125996939-327235176818958760?l=beenbobbed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/feeds/327235176818958760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088552508125996939&amp;postID=327235176818958760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/327235176818958760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/327235176818958760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/2007/10/jesus-sure-does-look-purty-in-gym-shoes.html' title='Jesus Sure Does Look Purty In Gym Shoes!'/><author><name>I'm The Chez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11256317174233040774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_zw81TVU4o/SgBObi1TFqI/AAAAAAAAAj0/LCOxRFrd9nc/S220/562622_macaroni_and_cheese.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088552508125996939.post-2967730473621292482</id><published>2007-10-31T13:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T16:59:26.249-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"I like the way you talk.  You from Narnia?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-_zw81TVU4o/Ryi5NLqQ5DI/AAAAAAAAAAU/aljcagLHhNU/s1600-h/lb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127551811880805426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-_zw81TVU4o/Ryi5NLqQ5DI/AAAAAAAAAAU/aljcagLHhNU/s320/lb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Set Up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have friends that are slightly obsessed with the series "&lt;a href="http://www.comedycentral.com/shows/lil_bush/index.jhtml"&gt;Lil Bush&lt;/a&gt;." Quite frankly there might be only one other event that is more fun that BOBBIN', and that's poking fun at the Commander In Chief. Anyway, I digress. Once again the following conversation takes place on the way out of a bar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The BOBBED Quote&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The World's Drunkest Man: Hey. Hey, lady. I need a ride. Where ya goin'?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;T: &lt;a href="http://books.narnia.com/"&gt;Narnia&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The World's Drunkest Man: Is that anywhere near &lt;a href="http://www.city-data.com/city/Clendenin-West-Virginia.html"&gt;Clendenin&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;T: [shakes head and walks away]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088552508125996939-2967730473621292482?l=beenbobbed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/feeds/2967730473621292482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088552508125996939&amp;postID=2967730473621292482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/2967730473621292482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/2967730473621292482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-like-way-you-talk-you-from-narnia.html' title='&quot;I like the way you talk.  You from Narnia?&quot;'/><author><name>I'm The Chez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11256317174233040774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_zw81TVU4o/SgBObi1TFqI/AAAAAAAAAj0/LCOxRFrd9nc/S220/562622_macaroni_and_cheese.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_-_zw81TVU4o/Ryi5NLqQ5DI/AAAAAAAAAAU/aljcagLHhNU/s72-c/lb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088552508125996939.post-8701527939493661966</id><published>2007-10-31T11:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T16:59:48.963-04:00</updated><title type='text'>From The Bob Book:  Priceless Quotes From The Bar and Beyond</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.thechickenfishspeaks.com/images/toppers/TooDrunkImage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.thechickenfishspeaks.com/images/toppers/TooDrunkImage1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Set Up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The World's Drunkest Man" can take on many forms. Sometimes he is a 21 year old novice drinker. Sometimes a tenured veteran. Often, however, he is simply a D-R-U-N-K as a career choice. One night, many years ago, "The World's Drunkest Man" took the form of a rustic, rode hard and hung up wet, southern homosexual. Need I say more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Bobbed Quote&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;World's Most Annoying Bartender: Sir, you are reallly drunk. I'm going to have to cut you off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;World's Drunkest Man: Whhhhhaaat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;World's Most Annoying Bartender: Sir, I'm cutting you off. I can't understand you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;World's Drunkest Man: (with a flip of the wrist) Oh Honey, that's because I'm from the &lt;a href="http://www.enchantedlearning.com/usa/statesbw/south/south.shtml"&gt;South.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088552508125996939-8701527939493661966?l=beenbobbed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/feeds/8701527939493661966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088552508125996939&amp;postID=8701527939493661966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/8701527939493661966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/8701527939493661966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/2007/10/from-bob-book-priceless-quotes-from-bar_31.html' title='From The Bob Book:  Priceless Quotes From The Bar and Beyond'/><author><name>I'm The Chez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11256317174233040774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_zw81TVU4o/SgBObi1TFqI/AAAAAAAAAj0/LCOxRFrd9nc/S220/562622_macaroni_and_cheese.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088552508125996939.post-5050996461715317276</id><published>2007-10-31T10:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T17:00:14.788-04:00</updated><title type='text'>G-Chat Status Messages!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The Set Up:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love technology. I love &lt;a href="http://www.gmail.com"&gt;instant messaging&lt;/a&gt;. I love the humor and sarcasm of the status message. Some of the individuals that I have listed on my G-Chat are flippin' brilliant smart. Here are a few:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The BOBBED status messages:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KCJW: found that handing out candy is more fun when one is &lt;a href="http://www.budlight.com"&gt;drinking&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JW: handed out candy to 15 year olds AND their babies last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TH: pities da fool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TH: is smackin' bitchez.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088552508125996939-5050996461715317276?l=beenbobbed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/feeds/5050996461715317276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088552508125996939&amp;postID=5050996461715317276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/5050996461715317276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/5050996461715317276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/2007/10/g-chat-status-messages.html' title='G-Chat Status Messages!!!'/><author><name>I'm The Chez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11256317174233040774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_zw81TVU4o/SgBObi1TFqI/AAAAAAAAAj0/LCOxRFrd9nc/S220/562622_macaroni_and_cheese.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088552508125996939.post-6496086347337928420</id><published>2007-10-31T10:37:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T16:50:14.612-04:00</updated><title type='text'>From The Bob Book:  Priceless Quotes From The Bar and Beyond</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/f/ff/NCI_clove_ham.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/f/ff/NCI_clove_ham.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Set Up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the quotes from several years ago that can be found in the orginal BOB BOOK. The individual who was BOBBED, well we will refer to him as R. R drank. R drank a lot and often. R drank so much that he often had a odd sense of paranoia. (Please note that the views of those being bobbed are not the views of the those doing the bobbin'.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Quote:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R: I have HAMS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G: What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R: You know, Hate A Midget Syndrome. The only thing they are good for is making ham sammiches and digging ditches.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088552508125996939-6496086347337928420?l=beenbobbed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/feeds/6496086347337928420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088552508125996939&amp;postID=6496086347337928420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/6496086347337928420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/6496086347337928420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/2007/10/from-bob-book-priceless-quotes-from-bar.html' title='From The Bob Book:  Priceless Quotes From The Bar and Beyond'/><author><name>I'm The Chez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11256317174233040774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_zw81TVU4o/SgBObi1TFqI/AAAAAAAAAj0/LCOxRFrd9nc/S220/562622_macaroni_and_cheese.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088552508125996939.post-7553836024257228253</id><published>2007-10-31T10:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T17:00:31.852-04:00</updated><title type='text'>October 28, 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.centralcoastmag.com/images/p_fw/5_ironchef_main.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.centralcoastmag.com/images/p_fw/5_ironchef_main.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Set Up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two of my very good male friends, my brothas from otha muthas, recently went head to head in an Iron Chef-South Charleston Style Competition. I was honored to be among four of the judges. It was a rockin' good time, with great food, fantastic flare, lots of laughs, and a shit ton of F-bombs! For a full description of the festivities, check out &lt;a href="http://redneckmuppet.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mori-Dano's blog&lt;/a&gt;. His &lt;a href="http://redneckmuppet.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kitchen Geeking &lt;/a&gt;blog is quite entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bobbed Quote&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C: (Some off color, obnoxious remark/comparison about the Iron Chefs and a &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.scz.org/animals/m/cbspdr.html"&gt;Monkey Habitat&lt;/a&gt;. You really had to see the layout of the kitchen and the "observation deck" to understand that comment. Plus, egging them on about how they couldn't yell at me because I held the power of a SCORE CARD!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P: Why dontcha just shut the fuck up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C: (insert evil laugh) muaaahaaaaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H: Pauly, you really HAVE to QUIT telling the judges to shut the fuck up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088552508125996939-7553836024257228253?l=beenbobbed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/feeds/7553836024257228253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088552508125996939&amp;postID=7553836024257228253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/7553836024257228253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088552508125996939/posts/default/7553836024257228253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beenbobbed.blogspot.com/2007/10/october-28-2007.html' title='October 28, 2007'/><author><name>I'm The Chez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11256317174233040774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_zw81TVU4o/SgBObi1TFqI/AAAAAAAAAj0/LCOxRFrd9nc/S220/562622_macaroni_and_cheese.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
