My Man Bob

 


 
 Bob. Yeah, he is quite the guy...
He came into my life a few years ago. He landed on my front porch, and I even paid for this guy. He has stuck with me through thick and thin. He has taken crap like no other would take.

Bob – now, he’s a real man. He scares the crap out of me, sometimes. He bugs me a lot, too, because he just never smiles. I made him wear a hat ‘cause I felt sorry for him (not much hair, you know). You could call him faithful, persistent, quiet, and even somewhat gutsy. Gutsy because he is always there, gutsy because he gives you that look of Hey, you can do anything to me, and I will still be here.

Bob. Yeah, he is quite the guy.

So, let’s cut to the fat. Bob has been around. I take him to my classes so the students can laugh at him and beat him up. I keep him in various places, but mainly only one room. Sometimes at night, when I go downstairs, and I am off in la la land, his presence surprises me. He has virtually scared the heck out of me a few times. When that happens I just slap him a few times, and then we’re ok again.

He is about as tall as you want him to be – or as short. He has a very nice physique. He helps me perfect my techniques. He helps me get over anger, sometimes, too. He is a great friend, that Bob. I think every woman in the world should have one of her own.

He’s pretty heavy, but once you get him situated, and he plants himself wherever you decide you want to keep him (very well behaved man), he’s ok. He fits in just right. Never talks back and would never ever harm a woman. Bob. Yeah he’s a great guy.

You could dress him, if you want, and he would not even care! He would wear whatever you pick out for him, and he would wear it with pride. He would even keep it on until you changed him.

I guess you’re wondering who Bob really is. Well, go to my self-defense page. Catch a look at this ever so handsome creature. Convince him to come over to your house, and he may land on your front porch, just like he did mine. That’s when the affair really starts. That’s when he will help you with your life. That’s when you can chat at him for hours; you can even hit him if you’re mad.

He will help you learn better techniques, and he can sure take it without complaint. So, ladies, get into the swing of things, and get one for yourselves. Write me back and let me know how he is behaving, because I really do like Bob, and I want to make sure he is treating you good.

marcia@GurlFytrz.com