Pensees: Funny Quote of the Week

That was actually me that said that. I don’t understand, why is that so funny? And why were you eavesdropping on us? Rachel and I just thought you were a weird middle-aged man; now I just think you are creepy.

While Bro. Bob was bobbing his bob to the challenging messages of the Shepherd’s Conference (not to mention bobbing for gems which were being bobbed at the free book table), a troubling thought caused him to bob his bob. Why, thought Bob, does that drummer–who needs a bob, by the way–keep bobbing his head so dramatically while he bobs his drum? It is positively distracting to our worship! Why, I thought about his bob bobbing during the entire time that we sang the bob! (How could I not, the way that bob was bobbing?!?)

Meanwhile, Bro. Bob overheard a wisp of conversation, which he duly reported on his Bob blog. Of course, when the nice lady realized that she had been quoted on a public Bob blog, she was very disconcerted and bobbed Bro. Bob. Bro. Bob, being the gentleman Bob that he is, took up his bob and walked over to the nice lady with the lovely bob to offer her a bob (which cost him several bob) as well as his heart-felt apologies (our Bob being very good at bobbing mea culpas).

Of course, everyone forgave Bob, even when he bobbed his bob while being interviewed by bob for his own Bob blog.

I’m sure there’s a moral in this somewhere! Hey, Bro. Bob, don’t forget to bring Jennie and Patience home a bob. I’d hate to see your bob get bobbed. :)

LOL. HA! Like I believe that! First of all, I know for a fact that the persons I overheard did NOT see me. Secondly, I am actually told quite often I look young for my age. Thirdly, though used the word “eavesdropping” that is not what I was doing because it was impossible. Everybody in question was in motion and not in the same direction. I couldn’t recognize the persons in a line-up. I merely overheard it. And, finally, there is no crime in repeating something one overhears. Read the Reader’s Digest.

Finally, if it’s true that you are good at eschatology, quit reading blogs. Write a book.

Lyn, Jennie and I got a real chuckle out of your ingenuity!