Dear Bobby Labonte,
I couldn’t help but take note of your 43rd place finish in last Sunday’s race at
Let’s dig into your current situation for a bit. You now drive the #96 car for Hall of Fame Racing. Now that the finishing touches are being put on the NASCAR Hall of Fame, we have to get you in fighting shape for your induction ceremony. But before we do that, we have to make Bobby Labonte proud to be Bobby Labonte again. Let’s start with your number, 96. One time during a family vacation my old man and I had to share a bed. During the night my old man awoke to me clinging on to his back like a tick. Rightly so, he woke me up and explained that it’s ok for two men to sleep hole to hole or pole to pole but not pole to hole. Think of the 96 as sleeping hole to hole. Sure it ain’t as cool as being the #69 but as long as you are in the #96 car you are a reminder to me of the wise words that have saved me from any embarrassing situations when faced with the situation of sharing a bed with another man. For the record, I don’t make it a habit of sleeping in close quarters with other men but being secure in my sexuality I will do so when faced with no other option. However, should you like to share a bed with me for the sake of feeling safe or keeping warm, you are always welcome.
Now that we’ve got you feeling good about your number, let’s move on to your sponsor, Ask.com. I visited your sponsor’s site and asked ‘why can’t Bobby Labonte win a race?’ I found an entry that posed that very same question. Actually it asked if Bobby Labonte will ever win another race but that’s close enough in my book. Looking at the answers provided, I was convinced that maybe winning a race is out of the question so let’s do this, how about we shoot for second. That’s a fine goal. Finish second all year long and you’ll have yourself another championship. So, let’s get started on that right away.
Well Bobby, it had been quite some time since I had written so I hope my letter finds you well and my advice is well taken. You should know by now that all my advice is given to you with the best of intentions in mind.
Sincerely,
Your #1 Fan that’s not related by blood



2 responses so far ↓
1 MARTEL!!! // Aug 19, 2009 at 5:27 pm
Poor Bobby Labonte. Make ‘em feel safe an’ warm. That’s how it starts with all you PREVERTS!!! No freakin’ wonder yer his number one fan. NOT RELATED BY BLOOD!!! I kin see it all now. Y’all put yer arm around his slumpin’ shoulders and whisper like yer his best friend,”It’s all OK l’il Bobby L. It ain’t like I’s yer Daddy or yer uncle. Now don’t be trustin’ the preacher Francais or Helton’s moosestash, there Bobby L, only me. Jus’ suggle up Bobby. Jus snuggle up. Hole ta hole, pole ta pole. C’mon Bobby.Let’s cross swords, Bobby. Gentlemen, START YER ENGINES!!!” Jeepers, golly gee. Don’t listen to ‘im. Use the force Bobby L. Use the force. Be the DRIVER!!!
2 Daxenos // Aug 19, 2009 at 8:07 am
Ah…there’s the BFO of yesterday; I had begun to wonder if BFO would ever win my laughter as they did so often in the past.
I lawl’d my eyes out.
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