The Little Restaurant of Horror
bob's burgers belong to loren bouchard business was slow these days; even though he was doing his best, the customers were just not biting his offer for his superior quality items. how could this be possible?
A Very Delusional Christmas
You made us all watch every episode of bob's burgers-" "it's bob _belcher!_" the coyote slapped the bar. "i'm not doing this." "no, the show is called bob's burgers." the kobold rolled his eyes. "the character, is bob belcher.
An Advanced Reality
"_ _ "bob's burgers?"_ _ "sweet, love that place! 1600 hours?"
Coyote Fools Day
"you're already doing the bob's burgers groan!" "no!" the coyote slapped asterbury across the muzzle so hard it made his head spin all the way around, exorcist style. "we're not doing that joke, and we're not doing..." he waved his hand at the house.
A Good Enough Christmas Story
'_honey i returned to normal size and then shrunk down to slightly smaller size to fuck bob burgers from the hit show bob's burgers, and also let bob burgers fuck me. part two_." asterbury blinked. "wait, part two? where's part one?"
Jingle All The Coyote
Now _that_ sounds like a bob's burger's christmas classic!" "actually..." the coyote munched on another handful of treats. "yeah, that does kinda sound like a weird bob's burgers episode."
Hotel
"bob's burgers is almost over." "i uhh, love that show." pete nodded, making his way over to the directed seat. he felt small and tingly. his face a bit flushed he was sure. he fussed with his shirt a bit more before sitting beside the man.