Author: onan

J. R. “BOB” DOBBS IS… THE PERFECT STRANGER

(Verse 1)
“Bob” Dobbs
Like a hand fills a glove
He’ll take all your love
And he’ll sell you your heart

(Verse 2)
“Bob” Dobbs
He is the perfect stranger
He is not afraid of danger
He’s just not that smart

(Chorus)
“Bob”, a mysterious guy
Is he salesman or spy
Why not both, he will sigh
Because of The Con

(Verse 3)
“Bob” Dobbs
Has you under his thumb
Though he is kind of dumb
He’s just doing his job

(Verse 4)
“Bob” Dobbs
Your loneliness ends
When one dollar you send
Send one dollar to “Bob”

(Outro)
Send one dollar to “Bob”
Send one dollar to “Bob”
The perfect stranger

SAUCER CREW REVIEW

Saucer Crew Go!

The Church of the SubGenius inspects each and every gently-crashed flying saucer before we sell it back to you, the discriminating alien technology buying public.

STRONG CLOTHES HORSE

J. R. “Bob” Dobbs posed for thousands of advertisements in the 1950s. So many, in fact, that some theologians theorize he had “duplicates” or “clones” that did some of this work for him. Who can say?

 

J. R. "Bob" Dobbs, Fashion Model

HARD SELL!

Salesman! Marked as the one who sold! What can you do with a salesman who won’t do as he’s told. Wherever you go for the rest of your life, you must sell… for “Bob”.

HARD SELL