Doodle Bob Quotes Novels & Stories

I shook my head and went to sit across Audrey. She was laughing at the quotes on the wall. “These are hilarious,” she said, reading one aloud: ‘I don’t need you to brag about me, I just don’t want you to deny me in front of people. – FART!’ Her laughter burst out, filling the café. I just stared, completely captivated. Every laugh, every sparkle in her eyes, it was contagious. “Here’s another one!” she giggled. ‘What a life! Eggs every single day… eggs, eggs, eggs… Do you know who said that?’ Her eyes gleamed mischievously.

The little sweetheart of a lady tottered down the aisle, faced the congregation, and said, "I outlived the buggers." Memorable Quotes "Scattered showers my ass!" Noah. "I have no problem with you talking to yourself as long as it doesn't turn into an argument" Woody Allen. "If at first you don't succeed try, try again. Then quit. There's no point being a damn fool about it." W.C.Fields. "The one thing that all porn stars have in common is a dread of filming the scenes that don't involve sex" Fanny Lightfoot (Porn Movie Director) "For every human problem, there is a solution that is simple, neat, and wrong." H. L. Mencken

Bob Barry Mr. Bob and Dale gave their gifts respectively. I couldn't stop my excitement when I finally got hold of my bookmark. It was so pleasing to the eyes, aesthetic. My favorite phrase, "chasing dream through pen" was written below my name. Where did he get this phrase? I remember that I haven't told him about it yet. It was Mr. Bob who started the cycle of our exchange of gifts. Before revealing who will receive our gift, we should give our message. It was Lyka who received Mr. Bob's gift. Just like before, the cycle goes on.

Gigi warned as she moved out of the doorway and into the hall. “He’ll be in a better mood once he’s surrounded by a bunch of seamen again.” Helen said as she came through the doorway. “Hey, you do you.” Gigi laughed. “Har, har.” Reese replied dryly as he searched for Bob Ross quotes. “Happy little mistakes. Make a bird. Fall like a waterfall. What the hell.” “What are you looking at?” his wife asked as she sat on his leg. “Dean gave me a hint for the zombie.”

He studied Bob for a while before he dropped his cup of coffee to speak. “How did it go?” Bob placed his cup on the table with a thud. “Horrible. Can you believe he gave me a deadline?” Lex raised an eyebrow. “I’m telling you,” Bob continued as Lex folded his sleeves. “The man is going cuckoo.” “Senile.” Lex corrected. “Exactly.” Bob stroked his unkempt beard. “Have you seen the news?”

Finally, I sighed and spoke again. “Now, what is so special about this Outer U commercial that I just had to see you in person instead of discussing it over the phone?” “Well, for one, you weren’t really answering your phone—” “Once I did answer my phone, Bob.” Bob grinned and rubbed the back of his head in well-practiced mock-sheepishness. “Actually, I didn’t really ask you out here to talk about any commercial…” “That’s it. I’m out of here.”

“ Someone once told me that you don't lie even if you acts like a both, you are a truthful bitch.” “ Thanks for the awkward compliment.” She laughed making me join her. “ An insult slash compliment.” I smiled at her, she returned it. “ Anyways...byeeee... and please do think about what you truly want.” I told her as I walk away, going out of the place. Then my phone dinged in my bag. Pulling down my bag, I opened it bringing out my phone. I checked it was a message from Bob. It reads “ We need a song ASAP!!!”

Just then a quote caught my attention, You may think you are useless but the small stars still give lights to people who don't have any. That quote was so touching and true. Well literally it's true. It was as if the writer was talking to me. Before I could stop myself I turned back to the hoody boy and called him. "Hey Kevin." "Yes?" I slowly looked up at me. He had an unsure look on his face. "Did you draw and wrote all these quotes?" I asked. He nodded and I smiled. "Thank you." I said and beamed more at him. "I needed it." With that I turned to my front. I don't want to see the look he'll give to me next.

"Breathe, Bob. I promise I don’t bite. Unless you’re into that." I winked dramatically just to mess with him. He turned so red I thought he might actually combust into flames right there in the booth. "N-no! I mean, yes—I mean—not that I wouldn't be—uh—" I snorted, taking a giant, obnoxious slurp from my straw. "You’re adorable when you panic," I said. "Like a puppy realizing it peed on the carpet." Bob let out a strangled laugh, ducking his head. "I swear I'm cooler than this," he muttered into his root beer. "In my head, anyway."

Bobby was indignant. "Hey! Don't spew nonsense. I didn't cry! Don't listen to him, Mrs. Luther! I just got some sand in my eyes. That's all! "But I do think that it was a good idea that Mr. Luther asked me to leave a good impression on the others. "This is the first time I realized that helping other people out could be such a joyful thing after all!" Halfway through speaking, Bobby suddenly got a call on his phone. It was from an unknown number. He answered the call, and an old lady's voice could be heard on the other end of the line.