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Apr 06, 2006 10:12

I must say that even at the ripe old age of 83, I've still got it. I could tell by the way that young lady kissed ol' Bob's cheek. I know deep inside she knew the price of those calcium tablets, but she was just so enamored by the Barker Charm that she just couldn't concentrate. What other reason would she have for blowing her chance to win $10,000 playing the Grand Game (tm)?

I knew with little effort I could be wrist deep in that contestant, but the last time I asked a fine young lady back to my dressing room that goddamn black announcer ruined everything by blasting that hipity hop racket from his ghettoblastin' boom box. It totally ruined the mood. I had cheese and wine out and everything. Hell, I even popped a Viagra earlier that morning. Don't ask me why. I guess ol' Bob was just feeling a bit randy that morning. The gal left and there I was, blue-balled and alone. All because of some Turkey talking in rhymes.

Thank the Lord above for that Victoria's Secret commercial just before The Bold And The Beautiful. I was half afraid I'd be walking out of the CBS studios to my limo with my brand new Kiton suit coat over my nether regions.

Anyway, Bob's got some maxin' and relaxin' to do this week. Tapings been canceled through tomorrow so Bob's going to hit the greens and maybe have a nice glass of 30 year old scotch.

Yours,
Bob

(p.s. - Help control the pet population. Have your pets spayed or neutered!)
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