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My Pal RobBob: Part X Bob's new friends
A comedy article by Blue Suede Shempxistential Blues 22,222 17
02/15/2010 03:12 PM 317 views

After RobBob's wife left him, my friend Randy and I would go over Bob's house to keep him company at least a couple times a week. That was pretty much it for RobBob friend wise. He knew other people, but they didnt want to hang out with Bob for long.

After a few years of Randy and I always going to Bob's house, it started to slow down. Soon we'd only come by once a week, then once an month, and so on. Well. it was during this time that Bob made some new friends. My favorite by far was his friend, The Killer Carney. That's what I called him, not to his face though. I can not remember his name.

The night I met The Killer Carney, Bob had called me on the phone and said he has this cool new friend that wants to meet some of Bob's old friends. I didnt have access to internet porn yet soI had nothing else to do so I went over. The Killer Carney is about 6 feet 2 inches tall, he had Coke bottle lens glasses, and looked like he was no stranger to a needle or sleeping under an overpass.

He looked like the one on the left, only crackier and covered in prison tatt's.

I roll up a joint and we started talking. First thing this guy says is, "I dont know if Bob told you or not but, I just got out of prison." "Oh." I replied. He goes on, "Yeah I just dont want you to think I am a psycho or something in case it came up in conversation." I said, "Oh, ok. So what did you do?"

"I robbed a bar and shot the bartender in the foot with a .357."

"Why?!"

"I was on the road with a carnival, I was all geeked out and needed more money." So I went into this bar. It was close to closing time. I walked up to the bartender, showed him my gun and said give me all the cash." He went for a gun or a bat or something behind the bar, so I lungedd foward and pointed the gun at the floor and shot his foot off."

"Um, so how much time did you get?"

"9 years all said and done." He said proudly.



Later on he told me about some of his favorite aspects of being a Carney. His favorite of all? The change he could pick up on the ground, if he was running a ride that turned people upside down. He said that's how he got his nightly 6 or 12 pack, depending on amount of change fallen.






Before the Killer Carney came around there was Moe. Moe looked like a light creamier color, and crackier version of Cris Carter.



And in tone, pitch, and inflection he talked just like Huggy Bear from Starsky and Hutch.


Say, brotha, what's crackin'?

Moe was the kind of guy who would ask to borrow $20 and tell you he will bring back $40.

"Say, man, look here, if you lend me a twenty spot. I can go get some product, do some and sell the rest. You see what Im sayin'?"

"No dude, thats ok."

"Oh c'mon brotha, I'll share with you."

"NO, thats Ok."

"Dam man, I, tellin' you we can make money."

"Hey Bob, I'm leaving man talk to ya later."





One of the last times I seen RobBob, I was about 34ish. I called him up out of the blue to see how he was. I asked him if he'd like to smoke a joint with me. And of course he said yes, but he had some friends over.

Oh no. But I went over anyway.

I walk in and it surprised me what I seen on his couch.



Except there were four of them. You may be thinking it surprised me because they were black but no, I'm no AC. I have plenty of black friends. I can give you his number and you can call and ask him yourself.

I was shocked because the oldest one may been 15.

Ok, as not to be too rude to Bob since I havent seen him in a while. I went in and sat. I was introduced to Jay-Jay, Hassan, Chad, and G-Dawg. I sat and talked to Bob for a little bit, I wasnt about to pull out weed with minors around. Then came a knock at the door. Chad jumps up, answers the door and walks out side. He came back in a few minutes later and sat at the kitchen table. I couldnt see what he was doing. But it was getting real close time for me to leave. I ask Bob if I can use his phone to make a call. As I'm walking by the table, I see Chad has a big fat chunk of crack on the table in front of him.

I said Frost the phone. "Bob I'll see ya later." I got the Frost out of there as quick as I could.


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