HELLA BIRTHDAY

I know, I know: The chronology of this thing is bass akwards.

Here's more: It's the box from Max. It says potato wedges on the outside. We were fooled. Kept the damn thing in the fridge for a week thinking it was perishable.
Inside was Mr. Vulture and all kinds of neat things Bob loves to collect.

Like bacon and eggs bandages not seen here.

Like two potato guns.
An instant villain get up.

Las Vegas patches for my jacket.

Sparkle Ninja chewing gum (real deal).

Son Max knows dad well and knows what he likes because he knows the apple doesn't fall far from the tree. Like Father. Like son.

Thanks, Max!

More on these gifts later.