badbobby was up-river with a tour group looking at all the natural beauties here on the Rogue River when he spied a young sasquatch hiding in the shadow of a tree near a gravel bank. he swung the tour-boat around so we could get a better look, and all the tourists exclaimed and took pictures. Its not too unusual to see a sasquatch in the spring. Thats the time they migrate through here to their summer stomping grounds up North.
We were in for a treat today. The sasquatch jumped out of the shadows suddenly, leapt into the river, and wrestled a seven-foot sturgeon onto the gravel bank. badbobby blinked in astonishment. he didnt know sasquatch liked sturgeon. As he watched, the sasquatch belted the big fish with a rock to stop its flopping.
Right at that moment, a big black bear came stomping down the bank on the opposite shore looking for a snack. The bear took one look at the sasquatch with the sturgeon, sitting on the opposite shore, and leapt into the water. In the blink of an eye, that ol bear was across the river and wading out of the water, while the tourists babbled and took pictures. The bear shook itself dry like a dog, and then jumped onto the back of the sasquatch, beating on him until he ran away from the sturgeon, leaving the bear to sniff in triumph over the large fish.
Well, badbobby thought that was the end of it, until the sasquatch came running back down the hill holding a dead tree in his hands. He started beating on the bear and the bear was whomping back at him something fierce. Fur was flying everywhere; blood spurted out like a geyser. bb dont know where it would have ended if he hadnt waded in there and broke it up!
Big dog wrote:
A genuine Hero.
certainly happy that you recognize that fact B d
badbobby wrote:
badbobby was up-river with a tour group looking at all the natural beauties here on the Rogue River when he spied a young sasquatch hiding in the shadow of a tree near a gravel bank. he swung the tour-boat around so we could get a better look, and all the tourists exclaimed and took pictures. Its not too unusual to see a sasquatch in the spring. Thats the time they migrate through here to their summer stomping grounds up North.
We were in for a treat today. The sasquatch jumped out of the shadows suddenly, leapt into the river, and wrestled a seven-foot sturgeon onto the gravel bank. badbobby blinked in astonishment. he didnt know sasquatch liked sturgeon. As he watched, the sasquatch belted the big fish with a rock to stop its flopping.
Right at that moment, a big black bear came stomping down the bank on the opposite shore looking for a snack. The bear took one look at the sasquatch with the sturgeon, sitting on the opposite shore, and leapt into the water. In the blink of an eye, that ol bear was across the river and wading out of the water, while the tourists babbled and took pictures. The bear shook itself dry like a dog, and then jumped onto the back of the sasquatch, beating on him until he ran away from the sturgeon, leaving the bear to sniff in triumph over the large fish.
Well, badbobby thought that was the end of it, until the sasquatch came running back down the hill holding a dead tree in his hands. He started beating on the bear and the bear was whomping back at him something fierce. Fur was flying everywhere; blood spurted out like a geyser. bb dont know where it would have ended if he hadnt waded in there and broke it up!
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That was mighty nice of badbobby you have my admiration for saving those forest critters. To bad you couldn't save that old sturgeon as well but you might have had to use mouth to mouth on that old sturgeon or would that be mouth to gill?
badbobby wrote:
badbobby was up-river with a tour group looking at all the natural beauties here on the Rogue River when he spied a young sasquatch hiding in the shadow of a tree near a gravel bank. he swung the tour-boat around so we could get a better look, and all the tourists exclaimed and took pictures. Its not too unusual to see a sasquatch in the spring. Thats the time they migrate through here to their summer stomping grounds up North.
We were in for a treat today. The sasquatch jumped out of the shadows suddenly, leapt into the river, and wrestled a seven-foot sturgeon onto the gravel bank. badbobby blinked in astonishment. he didnt know sasquatch liked sturgeon. As he watched, the sasquatch belted the big fish with a rock to stop its flopping.
Right at that moment, a big black bear came stomping down the bank on the opposite shore looking for a snack. The bear took one look at the sasquatch with the sturgeon, sitting on the opposite shore, and leapt into the water. In the blink of an eye, that ol bear was across the river and wading out of the water, while the tourists babbled and took pictures. The bear shook itself dry like a dog, and then jumped onto the back of the sasquatch, beating on him until he ran away from the sturgeon, leaving the bear to sniff in triumph over the large fish.
Well, badbobby thought that was the end of it, until the sasquatch came running back down the hill holding a dead tree in his hands. He started beating on the bear and the bear was whomping back at him something fierce. Fur was flying everywhere; blood spurted out like a geyser. bb dont know where it would have ended if he hadnt waded in there and broke it up!
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Like I said hero's only appear when there's a need then fade into the background
badbobby wrote:
guess I did
I'm posting on OPP
How do we know you are you?
pafret wrote:
How do we know you are you?
Oh come on. WHO else would want to be Bad Bobby. ??
Big dog wrote:
Oh come on. WHO else would want to be Bad Bobby. ??
thanks B d
knew I could count on you
badbobby wrote:
thanks B d
knew I could count on you
Or maybe I should say " could be you".
badbobby wrote:
who else could I be??
Have you counted how many Bad Bobs, Badbobbys and Bad whatrevers there are on this forum. I was thinking of asking you to change your moniker to Cartoon Bob so I could skip the others. What is it about Bob or Bobby that seems to demand Bad be a descriptor?
pafret wrote:
Have you counted how many Bad Bobs, Badbobbys and Bad whatrevers there are on this forum. I was thinking of asking you to change your moniker to Cartoon Bob so I could skip the others. What is it about Bob or Bobby that seems to demand Bad be a descriptor?
Through out his childhood his mother was shouting "Bad Bobby" at him. Then his wife took over the chore. After 90 years of hearing Badbobby 10 to 15 time a day the poor guy thinks it is his real name. But those of us on OPP know him to be a sweetheart of a guy.
sisboombaa wrote:
Through out his childhood his mother was shouting "Bad Bobby" at him. Then his wife took over the chore. After 90 years of hearing Badbobby 10 to 15 time a day the poor guy thinks it is his real name. But those of us on OPP know him to be a sweetheart of a guy.
He does have his moments though.
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