[At bar]
BARTENDER: I dont think she wants to talk man
ME: [dabbing on pickle juice as cologne] I think I know what the ladies want pal
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My nutritionist told me wine doesn’t count as a fruit source so now I need to find a different nutritionist.
‘You probably need to pee soon, huh?’
~The monster under my bed
Desperately searching the dating app settings for an option to turn down the difficulty level.
Thank you for clarifying that you’d bite me with your teeth, my mind was running wild with all the possible things you could bite me with.
The problem with Quotes on #Twitter is that… it is so difficult to tell if they are Genuine – William Shakespeare
Relatives – Because sometimes you need reminding of your bad genes too
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I’m sorry I said yes when you asked if I’m a people person, I thought you said pizza.
When I die I want my skeleton turned into a xylophone. Just like the good ol’ days.
I like how liquor stores wrap booze bottles in complimentary barf bags.
Unfortunately, I cannot marry my high school sweetheart bc the state does not recognize a union between a woman and a Legolas poster.
Hey girl are you my golf clubs? Because I tottaly forgot to take you out of my trunk.
Me: *considering sleeping in*
My dog: No no no no no let’s go let’s go let’s gooooo.
Never trust couscous. It’s just fat sand.
Movie Executive: We love the script but what are we gonna call it?
Writer: *monkey in disguise* Monkey
Exec: I dont think that works
Writer: Se-seven Monkeys
Exec: The number of monkeys isn’t really the prob-
Writer: TWELVE monkeys
Exec: Now.. hold on a second.
*eggs your house on Halloween*
*pumpkins your house on Easter*
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I’m the opposite of clingy, I’m spacious.
date: I love a man who’s self aware
me: I’m honestly below average looking and pretty boring
date: *gets super turned on*
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Raphael: what? no we’re brothers.
Cop: oh. It’s just with the matching outfits I thought-
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Cop: is that… is that less weird?
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[son’s football game]
Other dad: which one’s yours?
Me: I can’t remember. I just wait for him in the car when the games over
Maybe Jesus went black, and that’s why he isn’t coming back.
*pulls pristine, luscious lips out of an ornate golden box*
“Actually, THIS is the mouth I kiss my mother with”
It’s not really ‘fast food’ if fat people can catch it.
I work like this:
Not hungry
Not hungry
Not hungry
Not hungry
I WILL PUNCH A HORSE FOR HIS FEED BAG AND EAT YOUR BABY FOR DESSERT.
Too full.
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