Me: Please, I beg of you, let me pet him one last time! I get separation anxiety!
Him: I’m just out walking my dog, lady.
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A Cobra wanted to fight me but I challenged him to a thumb war and he slitthered away embarrassed.
I don’t understand “standing desks.” Why take away the only good thing about a desk?
My mom told me not to hang out with bad girls, she never said don’t be one.
Having someone cancel plans on you is like watching trash take itself out.
[first day as an undercover cop]
mobster: are you wearing a wire
guy in my earpiece: say no
me: they said to tell you no
Did you ever think about ten years ago you’d be saying.. “I really hope this is a chick I’m talking to”.
[inventing worcestershire ?sauce]
Lea: We’ll bottle pickled anchovy juice and name it unpronounceable.
Perrins: That might work.
I once walked in on my brother having sex with my girlfriend. Needless to say I deflated her and threw her in the trash.