I had a dream about Bob Ross, the Mob Boss.
Someone was late on their payment and was dragged into this dark room with a single cracked and somehow swinging lightbulb, and they were crying and pleading and saying they just made a mistake!
And looming from the shadows, holding a tire iron, was Bob Ross.
“There’s no such thing as mistakes. Just happy little accidents.”
oh my god
@copperbadge I don’t know if you’ve seen this.
In the theme of educational television, I like to think he’s pals with that infamous drug dealer, Bill Nye the Pill Guy.