Mr. Big John 
Grand High Arch Exalted UberPope of The First Church of Shatnerology, Protector of All Things Toupeed, and Defender of The Rind.
"Bob" took the Tame Blue Yonder and made it wild.
"Bob" did not put the Bomp in the Bomp, Bomp, Bomp, but he did take out the parts that didn't rhyme, like Kumquat and Vermillion.
God made a cow. Man made a cheese. "Bob" made it whiz.
"Bob" made sure you didn't get that Bill Cosby tattoo in 1988.
"Bob" won all the pogs.
"Bob" sold Ozzy the ticket to the Crazy Train.
Life is a dozen 60-pound boxes of machine parts, and "Bob" is your pallet-jack.
...and look! The HOA's meeting agenda has just been updated to add a rule targeting me specifically!
/me hears a happy "ding" sound
What was that?
/me looks up
Oooh, look. A glowing golden coin is hovering over me.
/me touches the golden coin
Oh drat. I already unlocked this accomplishment.
Nice article about past mail-order occultists.
https://publicdomainreview.org/essay/magic-by-return-of-post/
Given that Gene Roddenberry was a complete horndog, it only makes sense that the original design for "V'Ger" would look like a scantily-clad alien woman.
In this storyboard-frame, Ensign J.R. "Bob" Dobbs (replacing Leonard Nimoy) makes a vulcan mind-meld with the alien "Co'Nne".
Wow, it's been two years since I drove halfway across the country to hang around with elderly stoners.
Europeans, gaze in wonder at Walmart's canned meat section!
The dinosaurs were well-received by the children.
Remember this, Bucko.
Our planet (Urt, formerly "Earth") has had a half-dozen major extinctions. BUT only this one gives the extinct-ees the ability to livestream their own extinction!
(insert shitty AI image of a dystopia here)
Fresco detail from the Second Romnican Tapestry (c 1232 CE).
This particular frame is entitled "No need to cut cabbage, ma. We're having amphibian tonight!"
Some terrorist cut off the pool-lock again, so I hung out for about 10 minutes. Head Biddy got triggered and banished me from the pool for the 43rd time.
Currently listening to "Muse Ick N Hour Message" by Public Enemy outside her unit.
People say the album is a misstep for Public Enemy, but I'm okay with it.
I think I hurt Github Copilot's feelings. I should probably explain that my statement "a foolish consistency is the hobgoblin of mediocre minds" was actually a dig at myself and not it.
Yeah, I have no idea how to talk to an AI, so I just assume it's exactly like me.
It's figuring me out.
/me researches
Aww man, it turns out Chuck D's real name is "Carlton Douglas Ridenhour".
I was rooting for his birth name to be "Charles Darwin".