Personally, I think he's closer to being a generic Saturday morning cartoon villain minus being an actual threat to anyone. He's completely one dimensional in his worldviews to almost a parodic degree and he routinely embarrasses himself, refusing to learn from his mistakes or change anything himself.
Bob sounds like the stereotypical kid that was "raised BY TV". Not only that, unlike normal parents, his parents don't seem to have spent any time teaching him the difference between reality and fantasy. The only time they dragged him to therapy was when he was being a defiant little shit that had a problem with authority. (To be fair they probably shouldn't have had Child Psych books lying around, but how were they to know little Bob would actually READ them, let alone use them to sabotage his own therapy?! I don't think any parent expects such things.)
Personally, I call bullshit on the "I read psychology books to own my therapist
" story. What I think is much more likely is that Bob was just an obstinate little shit, refusing to cooperate with his therapist at all. Years later, he concocted this lie to make himself look like a child genius, when the truth is that he was an angry sped that couldn't be helped.
You’re giving me flashbacks to his “Christmas special” where the exceptional moron used a Mario fire sprite in a fireplace as he “lectured” your relatives.
And 3) If a God or even a lesser avatar of the spirit world showed up to act as a guide? Bob would berate it for not smiting his enemies and wasting time moralizing to someone who already knows how to properly act.
Christmas Past: from Super Mario Bros 3.
Oh I could buy that the Chipmans, in their extreme frustration, bought book after book trying to figure outPersonally, I call bullshit on the "I read psychology books to own my therapist
I mean, let's face it, Bob has problems grasping basic psychological concepts now. How likely is it that he could figure them out then?
This was tweeted roughly three hours before Glenn Youngkin had been inaugurated as Governor of Virginia.
As said by Moviebob, coastal elitist and Techocrat dandy.
Racist Moviebob is racist.
And if your grocery store's shelves are improperly stocked, feel free to blame Moviebob. After all, this is karma for MAGA stealing the fyuuchaa Bob earned because he voted for Führer Hillary.
Seeing as how Bob wasn't born with a robotic body... I'll let everyone else come to their own conclusions.
Really? I'd figure that trio of emoji leads to the impression that Moviebob wants to murder circus performers.
No, Moviebob isn't three years old, but he sure acts like he is.
Moviebob's no nerd. Moviebob is a dork.
With Bob's fixation on robots and voracious sexual appetite, he's aching for a piece of @Flexo's shiny metal ass. We need to protect Flexo at all costs! We can't let Bob molest him, you guys.
This proves Bob has never gotten his feelings out in his life. Twitter is not going to let you do it, it's a drug. Yes, sometimes projecting frustration on an unfeeling object will let you do that. Video games are one way. But since I discovered the heavy bag, I find that's better in the end. My point is, Bob is fat and should exercise, or at least play vidya so he'll stop posting on Twitter for a bit.
I'd be willing to listen if you faggots didn't blame everything on Trump. So now, everything bad is the president's fault. Automatically. Enjoy, you hateful psychotics masquerading as a free people.
Don't like MLK, so sure, I'm down with spitting on his corpse. Strom Thurmond was the real nigga, he didn't let commies into his movement.
No, that was what Pooh's predecessor did. Xi is cracking down hard on any given personal freedoms and let tencent create a free Tiktok so the nation of whores (well, nations technically) can destroy themselves a little bit more.
Bob, as a critic you should know insulting Jeremy Irons, one of the most accomplished actors of our time, is grounds for mockery at best, the end of a career at worst. And since you have no career...
Bob, as a critic you should be able to be friends with someone who respects the classics. Especially your classic crayon-eating autism.
All right Bobby, show us on the doll where the REAL game overthinkers touched you. Or was it just the lack of journo mode? Bet you didn't even get through the tutorial.
It is every time you take a shit. You're a tribute to the exploding henchman at the end of the movie.
Ice Cream Patriot, beats up the bad guys then hands out ice cream. FOR AMERICA!
White man has to walk on eggshells so that he can keep his job and feed his family while troons and niggers get to do whatever they want. This is a fun game!
Both men look the same - one has just lost a ton of weight in preparation for trooning out. This before/after picture is a perfect encapsulation of what these loonies are. On the left, a Repzion clone who probably never got any respect in school. He's a schlub who craves attention. On the right is the plastic idol he wishes to possess - the end all/be all of existence. The essence and power of femininity that the man hopes to harness to gain the adoration and moral authority that could never be his if he remained the inferior male that he was born as. This is the stark choice for today's incels: try to hack it as a cottage-cheese-muscled homunculous who repels girls, or try to become a girl by harnessing the darkest forces of Science. No wonder people are reminded of Jurassic Park when they see this shit.
