Boss: How is the project coming along?
Me:*closing browser of sick kick flip videos* Totally rad…icalizing our sales data analysis, Sir.
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BOUNCER: I’m sorry miss, you are too drunk to come in.
ME: [lifting shirt] initiate Care Bear Stare!
BOUNCER: Oh, my mistake
ME: [smiling proudly]
BOUNCER: I’m sorry SIR, you are too drunk to come in.
I think my house is possessed. My kid did everything I asked him to this morning. Without complaining.
I’ve had some terrible ideas but never “chili restaurant in an airport” bad
Eaten so many blue cheese stuffed olives today that it feels like France and Greece are waging a war for land in my intestines.
PHIL COLLINS: Here tonight is the man who inspired my next song, “Fat Shithead Clogged My Toilet.”
[spotlight tracks me as I head for Exit]
[praying in church]
Please God let church end early
“how’d your football team football today?”
those footballers footballed quite well…really good footballin’
Cake: I want a girl who gets up early. I want a girl who stays up late.
Me: She is going to be exhausted.
“Aboot a half kilometer up the road.”
“Thank you.”
“Just past the Tim’s on your left.”
“Much appreciated.”
“My pleasure, eh.”
If Oprah took over Favstar, everyone would get a trophy.
Daughter: Mom, it happened! He DMed me as soon as I followed him!
Mom: Oh honey!! I’ll call the florist and book the church for a fall wedding!!
Oops I accidentally set the east coast to sepia
The cat just yelled at the Roomba for making him get up and, as the father of two young kids, I’ve never felt closer to that feline.
[5 PM]
Me: Put your homework in your backpack.
Child: I know.[8 PM]
Me: Put your homework in your backpack.
Child: I know.[Next morning, 6 AM]
Me: Did you put your homework in your backpack? Child: I will.[8 AM]
Text from child at school: you won’t believe this
12 was not amused when I made the comment of how good ‘we’ did on candy tonight
if youre a healthy young male or female with blood type O, please consider donating a kidney to me. my goal is 22 kidney ‘s
The mood took a dark turn when I intercepted the wedding bouquet and ran it back for a touchdown.
I need more from my antidepressant, like clean my bathrooms. Go grocery shopping. Pull your weight.
I have a crush on my chiropractor which makes perfect sense since I tend to fall for men who hurt me and then take my money.
Walmart’s hair salon doesn’t charge extra to cut a live bat out of your hair.
Due to rising costs, Old McDonald had to sell his farm.
E-I-E-I-Owes a lot of money.
Me: Want some trail mix?
Him: That’s just peanut butter m&m’s and some ibuprofen.
Me: It’s homemade.
Me: *walks outside*
Mosquitoes: there he is
[getting out my vuvuzela] anyway here’s wonderwall
Stop pronouncing it “pecan.” Everyone knows it’s “pecan.”
*watching an old Lassie show
Me: How come you can’t do those things?
Dog (mutters): If we had a well I’d push you into it.
“I hate you but I love you. I miss you but you make me sick. You’re wonderful but get away from me” -My love letter to carbs
If a woman is in Lowe’s buying a plunger, she doesn’t want to be hit on. She’s dealing with enough shit already.
I recorded my husband snoring and then played it back to hear it and he rolled over and said, “TURN THAT DOWN I’M TRYING TO SLEEP!”