I figured out why Mr. MG doesn't like living in our village

His name isn't Bob.

But everyone else's is (guys). Seriously. Bought our house from a Bobby; there's a Bob nextdoor, Bob behind us, and Bob across the sidestreet (we're kind of on a corner, with Bob in between).

This is kinda...Twilight Zone-ish. :scared:

:wow:

Yikers I sure hope we DON'T find out he's one of our neighbors! I do know that all the Bob's I've met so far don't look as happy as he is.
:rofl:

http://f.a.c.t.s.tripod.com/HomeChurch.htm

Who started the Church of Bob?

The Church of Bob is unique in having simultaneous messiahs! Yes, there are TWO Bobs - co-founders of the one path to salvation. The advantage of having two Bobs is, of course, that they cover for each other, and also allow for differences of opinion without giving way to schisms. The Church of Bob is stronger than all other churches.

Not that I know of. Is there a secret handshake I could try, to find out?
:rofl:

Though the one I posted may not be the original Church of Bob.

Did you see the subscription info? It's Commandment #2: "Thou shalt pay thy subscriptions to the Church of Bob on time "



While looking for the Church of Bob I also found:
First Online Church of "Bob" http://www.modemac.com/ But they mention Scientology so I stayed away.
Church of Bob: A theological (uh, sorry: bobological) challenge http://www.geocities.com/churchofbob/
This one is more organized, with a calendar, saints, etc. Bob is Bob Dylan.

The Church of Bob, The Supremely Indifferent or The Diety that Doesn't Give a Damn http://www.fortunecity.com/victorian/benjamin/594/bobpage1.html

The Church of bob (coming soon to a city near you): No God? No problem. http://www.thechurchofbob.com/ They have a show:


And T-shirts:


There seem to be infinite Chuches of Bob - or according to Google nearly 30,000.

It always reminded me of the Dr. Seuss poem, Too Many Daves



Did I ever tell you that Mrs. McCave
Had twenty-three sons, and she named them all Dave?

Well, she did. And that wasn't a smart thing to do.
You see, when she wants one, and calls out "Yoo-Hoo!
Come into the house, Dave!" she doesn't get one.
All twenty-three Daves of hers come on the run!

This makes things quite difficult at the McCaves'
As you can imagine, with so many Daves.
And often she wishes that, when they were born,
She had named one of them Bodkin Van Horn.
And one of them Hoos-Foos. And one of them Snimm.
And one of them Hot-Shot. And one Sunny Jim.
Another one Putt-Putt. Another one Moon Face.
Another one Marvin O'Gravel Balloon Face.
And one of them Zanzibar Buck-Buck McFate...

But she didn't do it. And now it's too late.

No offense to Mikes worldwide (including here on DU), but that name is contagious. It's like kudzu. It gets everywhere.

And I LOVE "Too Many Daves"! One of my all-time favorites! But you've left out some of my favorite lines, including the adult jokes. The complete version:

Did I ever tell you that Mrs. McCave
Had twenty-three sons, and she named them all Dave?

Well, she did. And that wasn't a smart thing to do.
You see, when she wants one, and calls out "Yoo-Hoo!
Come into the house, Dave!" she doesn't get one.
All twenty-three Daves of hers come on the run!

This makes things quite difficult at the McCaves'
As you can imagine, with so many Daves.
And often she wishes that, when they were born,
She had named one of them Bodkin Van Horn.
And one of them Hoos-Foos. And one of them Snimm.
And one of them Hot-Shot. And one Sunny Jim.
And one of them Shadrack. And one of them Blinky.
And one of them Stuffy. And one of them Stinky.
Another one Putt-Putt. Another one Moon Face.
Another one Marvin O'Gravel Balloon Face.
And one of them Ziggy. And one Soggy Muff.
One Buffalo Bill. And one Biffalo Buff.
And one of them Sneepy. And one Weepy Weed.
And one Paris Garters. And one Harris Tweed.
And one of them Sir Michael Carmichael Zutt.
And one of them Oliver Boliver Butt.
And one of them Zanzibar Buck-Buck McFate . . . .
But she didn't do it. And now it's too late.

Hm...maybe I'll call the idiot nextdoor Weepy Weed--he seems to do enough of that on Friday nights. The guy across the street can be Michael Carmichael Zutt, just because I feel like it. Guy behind...hm...he's okay, so he can be Sunny Jim. (Oh gods I hope I don't really use these names when conversing with them!)
:rofl:

I just googled it and cut and paste the first thing that came up. I was always fond of Marvin O'Gravel Balloon Face. :rofl:

He's 5. But it makes me laugh too. :rofl:

Bob and Dave, not so much. Tell miserable Mr. MG that a name change is only 2 weeks and $20 away!:evilgrin:

:rofl:

I do believe I'd encounter some resistance if I encouraged Mr. MG to become a Bob! "One of us...one of us..."
:rofl:

but which one? My husband? Two of my ex-boyfriends? My brother? My brother-in-law? My Grandfather? All of my daughter's past and present boyfriends? All Mikes or Michaels! Oh, and my nephew's middle name.

Mom, Marian, married a John. Mom's brother? John. He married a Marion. (Yeahhh...)

Mom and dad's first kid--John (Jr.). Uncle John and Aunt Marion's first kid--John (Jr.). Mom's other brother (not John)'s second kid--John. So we have three first cousins named John. (And my first name is a female variant of John!)

Luckily, after that, all the cousins had girls, except me. I refused to name my son John, even though my dad had just died. I think I lost family points for that one!

do you just yell "John" and someone comes running? All of them? That's what we do with Mike. It's kinda funny.

I wouldn't name a kid of mine Michael either! Yikes!

Unfortunately we have fewer Johns lately: my uncle died in WWII, my dad died five years ago, my brother lives in California, my cousin (son of John and Marion) lives in Ohio, etc. So there's only my other cousin John who still lives around here. Might be time for a new crop of same-named relations, but I don't think that happens so much anymore. And thank goodness!

'cause that sounds like this area too... :)

IT'S SPREADING!!!

But you have a different strain--you have Yuppie Bobs (and Rich-Son-of-a-Bitch Bobs); I have Labatt's Blue-drinkin' redneck Bobs and Farmer Bobs (similar to one another, but not exactly the same).
:rofl:

and TWO coworkers (one of which is my supervisor) named Robert.....Oh noes....;)

Run away! Run away!