Dobbstown, Est.1957. Social terrorist training camp.

Proudly supplying the world's last laughers, slackers, and hackers in service of our holy father, praise "Bob"!

I am the left nostril of "Bob". I am a "Bob"damned Reverend, and you will show me the respect I paid for! I will marry you to a potted plant, I will excommunicate you from outer Mongolia, or worse, I will curse all your steaks to burn.

I aim to cast out all false profits, and no false slack will be good enough to cover the shame in your faces as you work yourselves to death for my mere amusement!! BEWARE!!!

Now say it with me: I'm mad too "Bob"!

When you are a member of The Church of the Subgenius, you do not merely shit your pants. You are divinely immaculated upon a visitation of "Bob" whereupon the toxins of your spirit run freely in anawe inspiring excremeditative experience that leaves one shaken and assured that the relief they feel is "Bob" leaving them to digest the religious experience so many take for granted.

Praise "Bob".

Here comes the Dobbstown train, come to eat avacado toast and crush the conspiracy... And we're all out of avacado.

Philo Drummond: J.R. “Bob” Dobbs and the Church of the SubGenius

A good listen as a raw introduction to The Church of the Subgenius, as spoken by Philo Drummond. This has been cleared for release and consumption by all popes and non-paying gimmie"Bob"$.


Church of the SubGenius Members-Only MastoDobbs.