Posts Tagged ‘boble’

The Boble VII: Abe, Is-Ak & Joe

Tonight on The Boble:  Rape, abuse, homosexuality, racism, sodomy and religious absolutism.  I shall leave you as you left me.  As you left her. Marooned for all eternity in the center of a dead planet…buried alive…buried alive…

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The Boble VI: Abrahamilton Hits It Big

Last time on “The Boble” – Ready?  With me:  ich bin; du bist; sie sind; er ist. Horen Sie zu und weiderholun Sie: Sabine studiert Medizin. Sabine likes to look at naked little boys. Sie lebt in Amerika. Since her Nazi grandfather managed to slip away like the filthy murdering bastard he was, Sabine’s family […]

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The Boble V: The Tower of Bobble

Last time on “The Boble”, the Duke boys had found themselves in a bit of a bind when Daisy finally admitted that she had…. Hold on.  Oh, yes.  Sorry.  It says here that the Earth was flooded, Nowaya survived and some other stuff happened.

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The Boble IV: Lots of Water (part two of two)

Part one is right here. And part two begins now…

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The Boble IV: Lots of Water (part one)

Last time on “The Boble”: BOB created Man, the Earth, sexy women, mosquitoes, black syphilis, West Nile Virus and… Well he was quite busy.  Then Stick killed Unable.  Then there was a bunch of sex and babies, but we skipped all that.

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The Boble III: Stick and Unable

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The Boble II: Dick and Candi

Here we meet the Evil Bishop, who was the vice principal at my high school.  Blue and gold were our team colors.   False Rob is also mentioned for the first time — the Devil in The Boble.

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The Boble I: Genesis, The Beginning

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The Boble: Title Pages

Right, so, I’m finally getting around to posting The Boble.  Remember when I promised that?

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The Boble: Intro

Last month, I decided to put up some regular features on the front page. So far, the only thing that’s materialized is the “Sunday Archive”, which I really got into as I dug crap out from my Gmail archives.  Currently, there’s shit programmed up through the end of the year…then, in 2009, I’m going to […]

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