clockwise: Bob, Brother Greg, Mother Fluffer, Father Shpritzer, Sister Peaches, Brother Felix, Father Time
I regret to say that the Church of Bob seems to have fizzled out. I believe all of us flockers had our fill of fried food. Now with my bout with hepatitis, an onion ring could be fatal. But thems was good times and there WILL be more! A new supper club will be formed with more variety and less preaching.
You can witness the COB hi jinks at http://fortheloveofbob.blogspot.com/