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	BOBBY DAVRO'S ANONYMOUS (An O'Reilly-Timoney-McLoughlin Mess Since '99)
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Welcome To Bobby's Lobby!
**UPDATE 26-02-2006**
259 weeks not out and still no court case!
Hold onto your horses, lock the children under the stairs, bobby's out of rehab! (again!)

Updated like a big sexy bitch! Something new for everyone except the blind... we couldn't find the Brail.exe driver.

How i wish i still had my horse, unfortunately the RSPCA don't support my experiments, its important to know how long a horse can survive underwater with no legs, one day they'll see.

This site is for anyone and everyone who knows how fucking class I am, born out of vanity and self lust i wanted to spread my seed.

I would like to dedicate this site to its two contributing founders, one Doctor Timoney and one Lieutenant Commander O'Reilly.

Both men met one fateful day on a wet 1997 during a distressing speed date mishap. Timoney was the genius who proposed the now famous method of microbiology involving the utilization cappuccino spoons of intimidating lenth to greatly enhance the smell of cells. It was in the year 1999 after a drunken brawl over the last remaining 'Rock Your Bum Away' ticket to see the legendary band 'smallprint' that a tiny tiny bird fell, into the hands of the two very angry and very drunk men. It was this that bird that inspired the concept for this very website. That concept was fed directly into the innards of their fat minds and the rest they say was history

Now a whopping 5 years old, this same site continues to stand the test of a new millennium. Lieutenant Commander O'Reilly, Doctor Timoney. I Salute you!

!READ ABOUT MY ADVENTURES IN THE SHIRMRICE LAB!

Signed Bobby Davro

I believe in a thing called love, and a thing called the BBC. This site is full of useless old shit, don't sue me, the life TV's best comedian is sadly not cash enriched.

!THANKS TO ALL YOU BUMMERS FOR SHOWING ME HOW FRIGGING CLASS I KNOW I AM!

Since the creation of this lovely site, devoted to all things Bobby Davro sad obsessed bobbymanics have visited, and I think it is testimony to my extreme popularity and I would like to give myself a massive pat on the back.
I understand several million people have found themselves addicted to me. Luckily a new treatment is being pioneered by swiss scientists which offers a release (happiness however cannot be guaranteed.)

BOBBY'S NEW OFFICIAL ANTI-OBSESSIONION DETOX PROGRAMME!

In order for you to over come your considerable urge to caress my silken blonde hair and take pieces of my house as souvenirs I have devised a step by step program for those who wish to overcome their Bobby Davro obsession.

1. Bake Lasagna
2. Eat Lasagna
3. Buy and eat 10 Twixes (single fingers).
4. Buy and eat 9 packets of cheesy wotsits
5. Repeat steps 1 through 4 for 6 months and eventually u shall be transformed your life will never be the same again, But alas, take comfort in the fact that you should feel slightly less attracted to me! WAY HEY!!!
Great news folks! I just recently got my BUPA health check results back. It seems I have actually got the metabolism of a horse, what this means? I'm not quite sure. On that note the RSPCA have contacted me a few times, they have taken away all of my horses due to the fact I only carried out 3 metabolic comparison 'test experiments' just because none of the horses survived (coincidence) doesn't give them the right to take my horses.

ME! DAVRO, BOBBY, sex god and idol of many individuals, who i do not care about, yet want to touch me, shower me with teeny puppies and various flavoured pies!

WHY? WHY DO U KEEP LOOKING AT MY FUCKING FACE!?!

WAY HEY!!! only joking, I'm not really mad its just that I get lonely somtimes, so very lonely. Mrs Davro has started to talk very loud, too loud that it makes me angry and she dosent even make any sense anymore. I dont think she will be able to handle my extreme fame and overpowering good looks for much longer. we can only pray that she dosent die.

Theres nothing left to drink except Ribena Toothkind, I am beginning to tire of its sickly sweet taste, I need somthing stronger...

NEW LOOK!

The Transformers are changing and so is bobby davros anonymous, so I thought I needed a bit of an update to match my own amzing looks, u may notice a few pages have gone, I feel I must apologise reluctantly for my incompetence I did have one two many bottles that very late and lonely night. They will be replaced with fresh whipped cream as soon as I get round to walking again...

Be strong, I know you love me!!! WAY HEY!!!

BOOK ME!!!

You too can have me in your conservatory! For between five and nine thousand quid!

Conditions apply:

Bobby can not be held responsible for his behaviour at any private function

Not recommended for persons with pacemakers

Not suitable for children or animals

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Bobbys Morals Of The Day:

If you're going to do drunk - Dont do boys!

A wank a day keeps daddy away!

Bad News folks! Its seems BUPA have diagnosed me with a rare condition known as Horseaphilia, an obsession with all things horse. I don't really see what the big deal is. I just like horses, they're just like unicorns, except horses don't have horns and aren't shit. I really miss my Horses folks, Ive bought 70 copies of 'The Weeky Horse', And 'HorseMania' but my passion runs deep. The RSPCA have given me another warning after I bought 6 more horses. They wouldn't have minded, all that much really but I chose to leave their rotten carcasses strategicaly outside selected primary schools.

ME AGAIN!!

Since I have smashed up all my mirrors in a violent drunken rage. I have felt it nessesary to include a second tasty picture of myself for me and you all to enjoy, cherish, maybe even lick!

This picture was taken shortly after I had my wisom teeth removed in a terrible accident, the mother is still thankfully with child and the charges dropped.

I was originally suposed to have my face removed by german specialists because it was too sexy, too sexy by far. My plans were unfortunatly hinderd when I walked into the wrong practice under the influence. Thankfully, since then, I have managed to supress my dangerous feelings of self obession and my face remains in a state of perfect grace, futher more, I feel at peace with my self now that the mirrors are gone. Except for THESE FUCKING MOOD SWINGS! WHY CANT I BE LIKE THE REST...which surface from time to time...WOULD YOU STOP FUCKING LOVING ME!

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Fake Disclaimer: All likeness between characters on this site and Davros living or dead, is purely coincidavro. WARNING: Bobby davro is a registered trademark! Bobby loves you all, even Bob Geldof! (The jokes over Bob, Give me back my shoes)