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Date: 10/30/11 Subject: hi
hey ded bob. I saw your show @ the nc ren. fest. And i have a couple questions.
1. are you related to Achmed. Hes the dead terrorist on Jeff Dunham
2. do you plan on returning to th nc ren fest next year??
Write Back
-Kaitlie Dornauer
Bob sez:
Achmed is my nephew's sister's brother-in-law.
I will be in NC...in fact...I'm there right now.
I wrote back.
d.b.
Bob sez:
Amithyst, great name!
Thank you for your letter and your bills. Bring all your friends, and don't forget all the way cool shwag in the ded bob shwag shwop.
d.b.
Bob sez:
Luke,
What can I say...it doesn't look good for Larkspur next year.
The Bristol run went pretty well. They gave us a great stage and it's a better location for Sluj who's got far more connections in the Bristol area. I suppose if Colorado made a good enough offer, we might get Smuj to come out of semi-retirement, but it would have to be a pretty good offer. You'll have to lobby the Colorado Festival management about that. Thanks for your support, and btw, you can always teach your 'princess' the words to all of my songs until she can get a Bob fix.
d.b.
Bob sez:
Thanks for the photo, Jason. I'll send it off to my web guy and he'll post it here.
d.b.
Bob sez:
Haylee, I'll pass this on to my webguy and link to you a.s.a.p.
d.b.
Bob sez:
Thanks Vince,
For the record, you are Bob Zombie number 432,023.
That's a prime number!
Enjoy your new status.
d.b.
Bob sez:
Call the festival and demand Ded Bob.
Call your local newspaper and tell them Ded Bob is the greatest performer in all of history and he should win the Nobel prize for funnyness.
Call President Obama and tell him to appoint Ded Bob as his Secretary of Cool. Tell him to step down and give a speech as to why Ded Bob will make a million times better leader than himself.
Or... just come back next year. We'll probably be back.
d.b.
Bob sez:
Adam...
"Girly-clothed sack of stew-bones..."?
Listen here, you whiny little bitch - you've got some nerve opening your missive with such an insult. We are all dually impressed.
I wanted to let you know how much your letter has moved me. I've discussed your concerns with some of my friends and neighbors and the
thought that you might go around un-Bobbed prompted a pow-wow to see what might be done about it. We formed a committee to look into your case and decided that no one really gives a shit, and we'd gotten all worked up for a nobody.
However, your doldrums may be short-lived as it happens. We are currently negotiating with the original Southern California Pleasure Festival. If they come up with the scratch, they might just lure smuj out of semi-retirement.
Don't hold your breath... but don't end it all either...there is some glimmer of hope.
sincerely,
d.b.
Bob sez:
Awww shucks, y'all er gonna make me feel bad.
CUT IT OUT!
d.b.
Bob sez:
Dale,
I wish there was some kind of dirt to tell you about, but it's all just a combination of changes in people's situations. The dummy that I was using in Colorado, sluj, has decided to do the Bristol Renaissance Festival north of Chicago. He's got more connections there and is closer to home. smuj has become a senile, paranoid lunatic who actually believes that society as we know it is coming to an end, a slow, miserable spiral into oblivion, and is planning to live, "off the grid" near Austin effing Texas in with the worst part of summer on the way. Nobody really talks to him much anymore, and those who do are usually shaking their heads, asking themselves, "what happened to that guy, he used to be so much fun."
So, that leaves Colorado without a Bob this year.
Bristol is a difficult show to break into. The security there is INSANE, and I'm not kidding. When people walk in the gate, they are greeted by a phalanx of mirthless khaki'd prison guards, checking for smuggled soft drinks and snacks. First year performers, [even tho I've been there before] get crummy stages, crummy showtimes, blistering unshaded sun, and mosquitoes that never go away.
sluj may be back in Colorado soon.
d.b.
Bob sez:
Alas, Maelynn, for the foreseeable future, you will have to be satisfied with virtual bonkings. That is unless you want to travel to one of the other festivals that we haven't alienated yet: http://www.dedbob.com/sched.htm
Till then,
d.b.
Maelynn replied:
But why? :( Colorado loves you. Well at least I do. :] Enough to come see you wherever you are. Thank you for showing me your schedule. Until then, I must enjoy the virtual bonkings. The best part of the day.
yours sincerely,
-Maelynn
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Bob sez:
In GA I am limited to a little over twenty minutes on some of my shows, which makes it difficult to do the whole show. So no story-time theater in those shows. Sorry.
d.b.
Bob sez:
Thanks, K.
Just so you know, I'll be with a different dummy.
In Houston, I was with smuj, my original dummy.
In Tuxedo, I'll be with sluj, my sleeker, modernized conveyance.
As I am subject to using the vocal chords and other idiosyncrasies, of the dummy I'm with, you will certainly notice some differences in the shows I do with each. Just so you know.
d.b.
Bob sez:
Bless you zombie Amber.
d.b.
Bob sez:
Inky,
Would you believe that the Maryland Festival was where Ded Bob Debuted? It's true. Way back in 1987. I was only a walk-around street character back then. I have discussed doing it again, but that festival overlaps other fairs where we already have commitments. Unless we have problems with the shows we are doing already, it doesn't look likely that Maryland will be in the mix. You could always find some excuse for traveling to Michigan [Aug-Sept] or Georgia [April-May].
Good Luck
d.b.
Bob sez:
Ty, just how big are you? Are you like a circus freak? Cuz, I know at least one other of my fans that must be at least 6'10", and probably weighs 315 lbs at least. So you better be pretty freakin big to claim "biggest".
Just sayin,
d.b.
Bob sez:
Liz,
Clearly, you are a very astute human with an excellent sense of humor. I applaud you and I will add you to my list of zombies. Your zombie number is 344235. When the time comes for us to take over the planet, you will receive your assignment and must act accordingly. Till then, viva la revolucion!
d.b.