Doodlebob Saying Novels & Stories

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.”

Bob said as he dragged another black swivel cheer close to me, he sat down and leaned back while still looking at me expectantly. "Bob, you are always in everybody's business. curiosity kills the cat " I said jovially with a smile turning away from the computer to face Bob. "Then you all should get ready to bury me soon then, because I ain't stopping anytime soon". we both laughed at his joke, Bob threw his head backwards in that dramatic style of his. "Well, since you care to Know, Mrs Andrea was just commending me for a job well done on the Zoomscale Novel review" I smiled almost bursting with pride.

“He did, huh? Maybe I might have to bring you back when he says it’s okay. But come on, we got to hit the bank.” “Bye Bobby,” Dylan said, walking over to Jackie. “Bye Dylan. Bye Jackie,” Bobby said, tossing her a wink, which caused her to blush. “Later Bobby. Have a good few days off if I don’t see you.” “Maybe I’ll come down and try a special or two.” She smiled and walked back through the door. -----

The sound of it is so ferocious, so alpha, that Bob hesitates reflexively, dropping his arm for a moment, before he grits his teeth and gets ready to take another swing. Kadeem's voice cuts through the air again. There's a sly tone to it now. "Something just occurred to me. I can't help but wonder, Bob... how good of a show do you want me to put on?" Kadeem's gaze locks onto mine, a familiar twinkle in his eye. "Dally, what was that Broadway thing you were belting out the other day?" Dally.

That sounded better. "What a douche!" Bobby pulled up his knees and leaned his elbows on them, running his hands over his eyes. "I'm sorry I ever introduced him to you. I thought he was, you know, cool." He clenched his hands together causing his knuckles to whiten. "Are you sure that's all that happened?" he asked, peering at me with doubt. Great. Now he thought I had been molested or something. "Yes, really. Nothing else happened, Bobby. Like I said, he went on and on about being some kind of Vulcan alien. He's mental, like straightjacket crazy."

"Dude, I can't. Not right now. It's... rather delicate." "It's about a girl," Bobby fired. Lucas scratched the back of his head. "Er... I can neither confirm nor deny." Bobby sipped his cappuccino and grinned like a Cheshire cat, oblivious to the milk mustache that he was displaying. "Uh-huh..." Lucas laughed at the sight. He got up, resolved to let him own it. "Let's head back. * * * * *

Petra said, humor dancing in her voice. For a moment, that pleased Alex. Until he realized that Bob also heard the link message, and his wolf eyes were wide with shock. He stumbled backward, allowing Alex to get to his feet. “Was that Petra?” Bob asked, staring at Alex with disgust clear in his eyes. Alex just laughed as he caught his breath. “What is she planning on doing?” Bob asked, also catching his own breath. “Wouldn’t you like to know,” Alex continued laughing.

When she raised her head, she smiled at Bob and mouthed, “Thank you.” My eyebrows arched, but Bob was already explaining before I could utter a word. “Those were leftover chocolates and pastries from the dinner earlier. I thought you’re sleeping here.” Bob was still pissed at me. He was smiling, but it didn’t reach his eyes. He looked like someone ready to strangle me because of extreme annoyance. “I remember I promised Diana we’d have breakfast together,” I said, using my best weapon against him. When Eve’s eyes went round, Bob immediately said, “Daughter. Seven. Cute little bunny.”

"I don't understand it that way." I sighed. "Okay. Tell me what part you don't understand." "All of it." I stared at him. "You just said I was explaining it wrong." "I said I didn't understand it." "Those aren't the same thing." "They are to me." I rubbed my forehead. "Leon, please." He smiled. "What?" "Can you just cooperate for once?" "I am cooperating." "You're arguing with everything I say." "Maybe you're not explaining it well enough." I stared at him in disbelief.

He said it in an extremely serious tone. "O-kay Dad!" I said but inside my mind, I already said a few cusses. I knew what Dad is going to say and I can no longer reason a way out of it. *** Black's POV "Black I'm so dead! I can't escape anymore!!!!!" Mich complained. She is here in my room this early morning just to complain. "What happened?" I asked confusedly because I haven't heard any explanation since she came in, she just rants and voices out how her life is doomed.