Bob's Bawlls

Oh, sweet Bob Ross and ya happy little brush strokes. I can't think of anything I'd rather do than watch Bob paint lone mountains and rustic winta woods, all the while speakin' in his soothin' voice. Mr. Ross, please consida this an open invitation to come over and paint Deb, Titanic style. Ya know what I'm sayin' Bob? Ya catchin' my drift?

I wonda if Bob's bawlls are as silky smooth as his mellow voice, or if the carpet matches the afro'd drapes... I truly wonda...