5/10/2007
Bob Looks at His Navel
The sun peeked out in between the clouds this afternoon, and Subcomandante Bob paused to examine his navel as he caught a few rays sitting out in front of Toledo's Cherry Street Mission.
Despite the fact that he did not shower this morning, his navel was in remarkably fine shape. There was nary a speck of fuzz, nor the telltale navel odor that indicates Bob is desperately in need of improving his personal hygiene.
All was well in both the world and Bob's navel. This concludes this test of the Emergency Navel Examination Network.
Despite the fact that he did not shower this morning, his navel was in remarkably fine shape. There was nary a speck of fuzz, nor the telltale navel odor that indicates Bob is desperately in need of improving his personal hygiene.
All was well in both the world and Bob's navel. This concludes this test of the Emergency Navel Examination Network.
Labels: navels, nothingness