6: how do you spell once?
Me: o-n-c-e
6: how do you spell upon?
Me: u-p-o-n
6: how do you spell-
Me: what are you doing?
6: writing a story. how do you spell…
It’s going to be a long weekend.
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Best Attribute: parallel parking
Worst Attribute: can’t stop talking about how great I am at parallel parking
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When you’re feeling nice so you stop and get a couple dozen donuts for your crew. But then you gotta leave em in your car until the gravy sucking ingrate non reciprocating 1st shift crew goes home so your crew can actually eat them.
I hate it when people find out what food you hate and then swear you’ve never had it when it’s ripe or prepared properly.
“You’re right! I’ve been eating it off the floor. That’s the problem. Teach me how to live.”
God: You really should return to Earth
Jesus: *takes bong hit* Tomorrow
God: You’ve been saying that for centuries
Jesus: *exhales*
Someone knocked at my door asking if I would like to donate to the children’s home so I just chucked him a few kids
I stuff the hamster bubble with Cheetos and roll it across the room to you like a bowling ball. You don’t know what the hell just happened… but you’re in love.
Wanna know how to make your own beer? Just pour root beer into a square glass.
I’d joined kids karate to crush them; I hadn’t thought of their strength in numbers. They were piling on like Gremlins. This was happening.
TV is so unrealistic. Friends drop by unannounced and people are happy to see them
It’s all fun and games until your Uber driver pulls up and he’s driving a hearse.
Ever hate someone so much you decide to start eating healthy just so you can watch them die first?
Me: *shoots gun*
Cop: you’re under arrest for murdering a gun
I made my preteen wear long pants in freezing weather this morning and subsequently ruined his “street cred”
gently explaining to Cathy that in Canada you don’t open google maps and type “Tim Hortons” you just drive 3 minutes in literally any direction
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Death: this is the afterlife
Me: ugh there’s more?
[dies and goes to hell]
Satan: oh, there seems to have been a big mistake
Me: oh thank god-
Satan: you should be in super hell
Me: oh no
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LAST FIVE MINUTES IN MUSEUM: *glances into new room* i get it
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“Neil! Stop.”
“I WALKED ON THE MOON, JANET”
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