Bob Ross Memes Novels & Stories

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she boasted. “For me, I will say that R.B. product is an upgrade of Ruserick's product. Is more like a master telling an apprentice, come, boy, let me teach you how to do it better.” That part of the news got Rosy laughing so much that she fell on her knees without realizing what she was doing. The comment section was next for her of course. The public's comments are always sweeter than the main post. “That was harsh. For real R.B. is the boss.”

Ross said to her sternly and walked off with a blank facial expression regretting coming out tonight. Mrs Anderson turned towards Grandpa Philip who raised up his hand defense, “I don't even know why I was invited when my presence was not even needed.” *************** MEANWHILE….. “Girllllll.” Terra dragged out laughing hysterically as she and Evelyn couldn't stop laughing and cracking jokes about Ross's viral video. Terra had watched it about ten times and was just amazed seeing this side of Ross. It felt like it was everyday she was seeing different sides of him and it felt rather strange to her.

I waited beside Ross and with my heels, we stood at the same height. Ross must have recognized the old woman as they jumped into the light conversation. One thing that Ross complained about a lot when we were young was all these events his parents forced him into. "It's so annoying, Bambi." He scrunched up his nose with disgust. "These old people just pop up out of nowhere and give you this weird smile before saying stuff like 'aw, do you remember me? The last time I saw you was when you were this big."

He shrugged. "No, no, I want this!" He shouted and rushed over to Ross. "Oh thank you sir! Thank you sir! Thank you sir!" "Stop, I hate when people thank me, it's really annoying. Also, come back by four, you will be having a meeting with the other chickens." Ross always called his employees chickens, he wasn't really good at remembering people names, but he always remembered chicken because it was his favorite. "Yes sir!" Alex said. "Good," Ross muttered. "Now get out of my office."

Even though he already knew what kind of answer Melly’s cruelty would produce, Robert still asked in a hoarse voice filled with futile hope. Once again, Rossa looked at him with a mocking gaze. Then she curved her lips into a cynical smile that cut deeply into his heart. “Honorable Mr. Robert... have you suddenly forgotten who I am in this house?” Robert froze where he stood. His tongue suddenly felt heavy, while his chest thundered violently beneath the impact of the bitter truth that had just been revealed. “Rossa... what do you mean?” Robert whispered hoarsely, desperately searching for a way to deny it, even though he knew his efforts were pointless.

Chapter 3: In which this is all part of a plan Roan was a...interesting guy, to say the least. He had the usual does-anything-my-boss-orders type of vibe but he had a way of looking at everything with suspicion. And if you hadn’t guessed it yet, yes, he was looking at me in the rear view mirror every few seconds like I was about to pull out a gun from my pocket. "Are you an ex-army man, Mr. Roan?" I asked out of curiosity.

“I’m pretty sure you two are fighting, and that’s why you suddenly remembered me. Please, just go back to her, okay?” Ross’s expression turned cold, his voice dripping with condescension. “You’re wrong. I’m not fighting with anyone. Get ready, because I’ll soon tell everyone we’re mates. That way, only I’ll have access to you, and I can do whatever I want with you... and even bully you.” My heart sank, and I felt a wave of fear wash over me. Ross leaned in, his lips brushing against my cheek in a cold, calculating kiss. “See you later, mate. Wear something sexy next time. I don’t like my mate looking like this,” he whispered, his breath sending shivers down my spine.

Her fingers trembled as she scrolled. “Bro she’s INSANE” “Ethan run 😭” “Psycho girlfriend energy” “She belongs in jail wtf” Elena clicked out of that post and the next one loaded so fast. A meme this time. Her face photoshopped onto the Hulk’s body, mid-rampage. Caption: “Elena when you forget to text back.” Then another. Her face on a tiger, roaring. “Don’t mess with Elena Cruz.” Then another. Her with exaggerated muscles and a unibrow. “Roid rage Elena.”

“Bodyguard? That’s his boyfriend. No one looks at their security detail like they’re the last glass of water in the desert.” Memes blossomed like poisonous, beautiful fungi. Photoshopped images of them in romantic clinches on the Rogers Industries logo. Side-by-side comparisons of Anton’s icy boardroom glare and the soft-focused warmth of his gaze at Sabatine during the broadcast. A split screen labelled “For the Press” and “For Him.”