One of the boys in our ward decided that he wants to be Bob Ross for Halloween this year. So, he's already begun growing out his hair and beard. Given his facial structure, I think he could be a dead ringer. He tried to slick back his hair this last Sunday so it wouldn't look so bad when he was behind the table blessing the Sacrament. It didn't work. It was worse than if he had left it alone.
But it got my kids to ask,"Who is Bob Ross?"
We got on Youtube and found The Joy of Paint
Ok, well, since you all keep twisting my arm, I'll cave. Ladies and gentlemen, Brothers and Sisters, I give you:
"When Bob doesn't believe that you know an apostle, and he turns around to see you hugging elder Holland like old friends
and you give Bob this look"
I urge you, gentle viewer, to not lose yourself in it's majesty. Please, keep a modicum of decorum about you as you try to grapple with your emotions. Try not to spend more than 30 minutes viewing it a