B.O.B. admin acct.
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It's early yet, but the end of Thanksgiving is also the official kickoff of the BOB-mess season!
You veterans already know what this thread is for and have subscribed to it. To give you rookies an idea of a good BOB session report, here's a hall of fame entry for you:
http://boardgamegeek.com/article/2854234#2854234
Happy BOBbing!
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Erik D
United States
Elmhurst
New York
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Am I the first to be BOBbed?
A package arrived today from the fair land of Canadia, and the spoilerific customs form warns me I shall be tea-bagged three times. A full report is forthcoming.
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Avri Klemer
United States
NYC
New York
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erak wrote: . . . the spoilerific customs form warns me I shall be tea-bagged three times.
And (thankfuly) all I can picture is the expression on eggie's face at this news!
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nycavri wrote: erak wrote: . . . the spoilerific customs form warns me I shall be tea-bagged three times. And (thankfuly) all I can picture is the expression on eggie's face at this news!
I hope it's herbal tea. Erak gets wacky on the caffeinated stuff.
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Erik D
United States
Elmhurst
New York
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This is the busy time of the year at work for me, but today was quiet... too quiet. Sure enough, come afternoon, BOB made his very presence known, and he came all the way from the cursed hell of Canadia.
Carrying such a volatile package on the subway constitutes an act of terrorism, but fortunately, I was not searched. Still, when I got home, I pumped ten rounds from my anti-BOB cannon into box. When no explosions occurred, I felt it was safe to open.
Mixmaster Erak spins the white square
Instead of a boogle of angry weasels, I was treated to quite docile and shiny penguins on the inside of the box. The light eminating from the box was brilliant. This is what Jules and Vincent worked so hard for.
"Happy B.O.B.mess, from a penguin lover from up-over. Reprint"
Still wary, I take a guzzle of courage juice before moving on.
There was a second card that included a mix CD of spiffiness. We played it as the unveiling continued. We recognized the Arcade Fire track, but that's about it. Set list please!
Next up, snacks!
They're quite cute, and even found a friend on Eggie's calf. Man, that girl really needs to shave her legs.
Next up, a Thing We Don't Speak Of, complete with insulting card. Did this package get to the right person?
"The Wrong Boy"
Among the other treasures, a cow pin (thank god that ends in an "n" and not an "e"), an Edison Museum (I thought that was in Jersey?) pin, and some evil squished skull magnets.
The Edison Museum, not open to the public
This was getting to be a bit much. I must drink to forget.
Underneath some tissue marked "Handmade in Ontario" we found a little sheep ornament. He's so fluffy and benign we decided to have him live next to our Flying Spaghetti Monster ornament on the tree.
And, as promised, I was tea bagged. Three times. At once.
BOB is also a learning experience. Did you know Reprint's homeland boasts some great Shakespeare theater as well as the Bieber? Discuss amongst yourselves.
The customs form spoiled the calendar for me. What it failed to mention was it was Ass: The Calendar.
...and Reprint was kind enough to provide a hat for eggie!
Amongst the other treasures: bathroom reading about a week of eating from the dollar store, menus from the local brew pub, two photos of wilderness (is that our man Reprint as the cross country skier?), a tourism guide of a specific section of up-over and a small framed drawing of something that sounds suspiciously British.
All in all, a successful, if less gory than usual, BOBbing. I am a changed man.
Thanks Reprint!
Michael B.
Canada
Stratford
Ontario
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THAT IS NOT MY CALF!!!!!!!
My calf is far hairier.
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Erik D
United States
Elmhurst
New York
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eggplantia5 wrote: THAT IS NOT MY CALF!!!!!!!
My calf is far hairier.
I braid it when you're asleep.
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erak wrote: eggplantia5 wrote: THAT IS NOT MY CALF!!!!!!!
My calf is far hairier. I braid it when you're asleep.
I know. I'm not really asleep.
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Key Locks
United States
Indianapolis
Indiana
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erak wrote: And, as promised, I was tea bagged. Three times. At once.
I could have gone all day without seeing this.
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I've been BOBBED! Report probably coming Wednesday because I am waiting for all of my weapons order to come in.
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Avri Klemer
United States
NYC
New York
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I've been BOBBED! Report probably coming Wednesday because I am waiting for all of my weapons order to come in.
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Spock Puppet
United States
North Pole
Alaska
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I missed the Bob sign-up. BOBbot is ignoring my application as surrogate Bob. So if any of you need any form of assistenance with Bob confuscation, feel free to message me and I will help - both with tauntauntaunting and useless gifting. I require nothing in return, except for the occasional retaliatory taunt,
Th-th-th-that's all folks,
your Spock Puppet.
PS I is not at the north pole. The truth is far more unexpected.
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Michael B.
Canada
Stratford
Ontario
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Quote: There was a second card that included a mix CD of spiffiness. We played it as the unveiling continued. We recognized the Arcade Fire track, but that's about it. Set list please! Shoot. I was hoping you'd not say that.... Uh... Danny Michel is some of it. The Xmas songs are by David Francey... I went all Canada... Uh... let me look on the 'puter at home...
Not sure...
Ron Sexsmith's Former Glory and Down the Road maybe?
Any fiddle track is Stratford's Dan Stacey
Maybe Sting on a couple... don't recall if they made the cut.. Natural High, San Franciso Waitress maybe
Uh... I was really hoping you wouldn't ask...
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eggplantia5 wrote: I've been BOBBED! Report probably coming Wednesday because I am waiting for all of my weapons order to come in.
I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Report will have to wait until the weekend. Brain is experiencing technical difficulties over the horror and joy of it all.
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ain't nuthin' but a
United States
Plainwell
Michigan
Holy wah! This is an expensive place to put random crap! And further, please DO NOT FIX GeekQuestions tipping** OR thumb counts. Both are a critical part of its charm (such as it is). ** Except for Purplewurple who totally deserves it!
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Great googegly moogely! A hazmat team dropped off a package. The really crazy part is that I didn't even know that Zeeland Michigan had stopped worrying about banning Harry Potter books long enough to get its own Air Mail service, they MUST have been distracted because they managed to spell "Zeeland" wrong on the tag AND added a "New to it" "New Zealand" ha ha ha.
A more detailed report after the 24 hour quarantine period.
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ain't nuthin' but a
United States
Plainwell
Michigan
Holy wah! This is an expensive place to put random crap! And further, please DO NOT FIX GeekQuestions tipping** OR thumb counts. Both are a critical part of its charm (such as it is). ** Except for Purplewurple who totally deserves it!
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The Quarantine period was shortened by act of me.
I knew I needed professional help with "the package."
In this corner weighing in at 68 pounds from the island city of PLAINWELL, MICHIGAN
DA MASKED BOY!!!!
Accompnied to the ring by El Gato!
and now entering the ring, recently cleared by a hazmat team
THE BOX FROM NEW ZEALAND!
The referee for this match will be REESE (because Krelik is outside enjoying the cold and probably would have bitten me if I'd tried to put the shirt on her)
ding ding ding.
"ooh boy this is going to be a real slobberknocker!!!"
Oh the HUGE Manatee! DA MASKED BOY HAS DROPPED THE LEG
Oooh my The Box has been BUSTED WIDE OPEN!!!!
Brains and stuff are spilling out all over!
Riddle me this puzzle!
DA Masked boy puts on his finishing MOVE the BACONATER!!!!!
AND THE BOX TAPS OUT WINNER by submission and still world champion
DA MASKED BOY
Uh oh, side ring shenanigans!
El Gato is working the rugby pitch!
THANKS for the match BOX of STUFF!
Who was my bob?
1. From New Zealand
2. Named "Chris"
Bringing the full weight of my knowledge of New Zealand to bear I conclude my bob is:
FRODO BAGGINS!!!
Thanks Frodo!!
also thanks to
Christian Jorgensen
New Zealand
Auckland
as I assume he had a hand in helping Frodo out some 
Hairy Bobmess!!
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Christian Jorgensen
New Zealand
Auckland
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vandemonium wrote: Bringing the full weight of my knowledge of New Zealand to bear I conclude my bob is: FRODO BAGGINS!!!Thanks Frodo!! also thanks to
Christian Jorgensen
New Zealand
Auckland
as I assume he had a hand in helping Frodo out some Hairy Bobmess!!
This part of your post nearly made me spill my drink.
Merry Bobmess dude. I'm glad it made it to you safe and sound. (and in much better time than the rather pessimistic person at the post office predicted.)
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ain't nuthin' but a
United States
Plainwell
Michigan
Holy wah! This is an expensive place to put random crap! And further, please DO NOT FIX GeekQuestions tipping** OR thumb counts. Both are a critical part of its charm (such as it is). ** Except for Purplewurple who totally deserves it!
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The Rugby Challenge is a HUGE hit man!!! THANKS!!!
I have to go now to try "the ultimate challenge shot!"
whhhhhhheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!
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Christian Jorgensen
New Zealand
Auckland
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That's a pretty good shot. Both the one between the posts, and the photo.
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Ladies and gentlesquirrels. Please sit down.
In a monumental, unprecedented awesome awesomethingy of Bobmas,
Avri Klemer
United States
NYC
New York
and I drew EACH OTHER as targets. All the while I was secretly plotting his doom, he was plotting MY DOOM TOO.
In an epic coincidence of not being at all coincidental, it came to pass that Avri and I were going to be at the same establishment. I laughed all day, thinking of the surprise that Avri was in for. Little did I know that I was also going to be in for a surpise!!
Look at how surprised we are!
We decided to open up the gifts in a safe location, so as to spare innocent civilians from the horror and joys, but Avri insisted that I open one specific present.
I cannot imagine a more perfect shirt. And I know what I'm wearing to ConnCon 2012 [ http://boardgamegeek.com/guild/view/413]!!
Oh hey, have you heard of this cool game called Penguin Soccer?
There is a binder full of graphic novel cards! Makes me want to unearth my old binder of Garbage Pail Kid cards.
A favorite of Avri's.
POGS. Either these are antique pogs, or...... I guess they are making a comeback?
MONEY!!!
MONEY and GIRL SCOUT COOKIES!!
Musics to cool things
A thing that we cannot speak of here
A book about the scary fish and poison pill planets!
Just a Whole Lot of Things
Maybe the best thing ever invented
More things of a dubiously 20th century nature
And....... nightmare fuel!!
A big thank you to
Avri Klemer
United States
NYC
New York
And a well done to
Erik D
United States
Elmhurst
New York
for actually keeping this secret from both of us for so many weeks.
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Avri Klemer
United States
NYC
New York
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Apparently, BOBbot got into GeekExchange's programming and added a humor function . . .
We've had liveBOBings in past years, and we may even have had mutual BOBings.
But a mutual liveBOBing . . . ?
Well, that's how my BOB experience played out this year. The day that BOBbot / GeekExchange annonunced my victim, I got an IM from erak, asking who I got. When I didn't answer immediately, he said, "It's not me, is it?"
"Well," I countered, "it's going to be delivered to your house . . ."
We had already arranged a December Meetup to do the unmentionable Spoiler (mouseover to reveal): Games, you 'orrible thinking lot. Play boardgames! Sheesh . . . so I asked about the possibilty of my victim showing up to be BOBed in person.
Once erak got his head out of the gutter (apparently I only speak in double entendres . . .) he agreed that it would be no problem to get my vic to attend.
Meanwhile, I was taunted to the very bring of sanity. Think I'm exaggerating? Go check out the mail in the "sent" folder of the BOBpuppet . . .
I showed up last Monday, with my stinking bag of BOBmess, at the bar in question. I got a glass or two of bourbon in me, knowing what was in the "gift" I was to present.
I should have stayed sober.
erak finally arrived, with my victim, who sharp Chit Chatters will have figured out, was his wife, eggie. Before I could unleash hell, she skipped up to me, thrust a stinking, penguin infested bag of her own into my hands, and said, "Merry BOBmess!"
Stunned, it was all I could do to retalliate with my own bag and yell at her, several decibels louder, "Merry BOBmess!"
It was all too much. It was quickly decided that unleashing two BOB packages in the same time and place (especially in a place owned by people we like) "would be bad" - in the Ghostbuster sense. We settled on cherry picking a gift each to be opened in person, the rest to be done safely at home, with spoon and pet . . .
The gift I was instructed to open was a gaily decirated tupperware containing two of my very favorite things combined into one ungodly, but very tasty, whole. Red Wine and Chocolate cupcakes. Of doom.
I'm not worthy.
After several hours of the unmentionable, more bourbon and some stout, we went home, toting our BOB totes . . .
That's when things started to go wrong.
The cupcake tupperware was already open, but we gave it a poke with a wooden spoon, just in case. The evil penguin helper looked on . . .
I might have eaten one of the cupcakes at the bar, but did not want to inflict them on my fellows there . . .
However Frankie, the fabulous gay Pappillon puppy (who just turned 12), declared them "ruff". But he's a dog, and dogs are morally opposed to chocolate.
There were a number of gifts and a card for yours truly. The wooden spoon was earning it's keep (though sadly would not survive the experience . . .
There were also 3 gifts for the daughter, wife and puppy (the spoon began smouldering at this point . . .)
The card was of a circumcised weiner (sort of) . . .
And after that there was nothing to be done but to risk the wrath of BOB. The first wrapping was removed, and a creature of darkness was revealed. We called him Blooey Monster. He ate the spoon . . .
Yes, those are original "Billy The Artist" paintings behind Blooey's head. And yes, my hand is up Blooey's ass.
Apparently, the secret is out that I like to read, and that often, the weirder the better. Next was a book about Einstein's dreams. Blooey ate the book . . .
Why yes, that is a character print signed by Jeannie Schulz behind my head. And yes, my hand is still up Blooey's ass.
Mmmmmmmm . . . chocolate hippos . . . mmmmlllglglglglglglg . . .
Blooey ate them
Two awesome movies, one I know and love (and which happens to be erak's favorite) and one I can't wait to check out. Unfortunately, I doubt my wife will watch either . . .
In other news, Blooey was off regurgitating hippo parts at this juncture . . .
Frankie was playing it cool . . .
But was soon making sweet interspecies love with his rent frog . . .
Baby Boo was safely tucked into the fallout shelter by this time, so the wife opened her gift for her. Those eyes follow you around the room (the penguin's, not my wife's. Although, come to thin of it, her's did too, making sure I didn't sneak another cupcake of doom without her noticing . . .)
But she was distracted by her own gift, a 20 minute supply of soda flavored lip balm (girl goes through lip balm!) and a reminder to me to start sporting my "Atheist" microbadge more regularly . . .
In all, we were well and truly BOBed, and can only hope that my sack was causing as much horror and joy over in Queens. But wait! What's this at the bottom of the bag? I do believe it's a cunningly hidden final gift . . .
And it appears to be a coin purse. What kind of coin purse? A bacon coin purse, of course . . .
So thank you - for the weeks of mental torture, the piles of wonderful gifts, and the terror of wondering where Blooey got to, and whether he's mad we spent our first moments together with my hand so far up his ass I could feel his eyeballs - to my expert BOB . . .
Horrid BOBmess to all, and to all a BOB night . . .
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Samuel Sol
Brazil
São Paulo
SP
All engines full to awesome land!
*tap* *tap* Is this thing on?
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WARNING! WARNING! I HAVE BEEN B.O.B.ed! Pictures coming soon!
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Samuel Sol
Brazil
São Paulo
SP
All engines full to awesome land!
*tap* *tap* Is this thing on?
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IT was a fine morning yesterday, until the doorman called saying there was a package for me. BOB had arrive and with him, all of the joy had gone. The box sit on the table, waiting for Aline to get home and help survive the experience.
As smart as we are we didn't think twice and sent the animal corps to investigate what was in there.
Yoda says: Open not this box you should.
Not heeding the Jedi master warnings, and forgetting the worries about a tiger idling sit on top of the box, we asked for a knight's help to peruse its contents. Alas it was not meant to be:
Then you shall die!
It was clear that such foul beast would demand some more fire powers. So a dire cat was release to sniff the contents:
What I smell in there?
Your death. That is for sure.
So now in absolutely terror I delved in it, weapons at hand, ripping the beast belly apart. No I will not sleep in it.
Do not try this at home kids.
And so, 6 days before Christmas, bobmess happened.
Looks like I will be replacing Alex Smith in no time.
A red wings gnome? I think I will invite a garden in my apartment just to have it there
Is he proposing to me or to Sol?, Aline pondered
Neither. Let me fix that for you, I responded
Woot. Now I will easily find what the future holds for me, besides terror
That is, if the ghost of BOBmess past does not come to haunt me for wearing one of them as an scarf
Ahhhhhh! SO that is what that smell was all about.
Aaaand, the haul! As you can see, there was also linked monkeys (which there will be a picture of them on my office), a hockey kid, and a Nascar truck candy dispenser.
Thank you
ain't nuthin' but a
United States
Plainwell
Michigan
Holy wah! This is an expensive place to put random crap! And further, please DO NOT FIX GeekQuestions tipping** OR thumb counts. Both are a critical part of its charm (such as it is). ** Except for Purplewurple who totally deserves it!
for an awesome BOB!
But if I lose my girl to a noisy slimy rodent, I'm cursing the red wings to never win the Stanley Cup again. EVER.
FOR YOU TOO MATE!
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