Son: Can you make a deposit into my prison commissary account?
Me: Stop calling your school lunch account the prison commissary.
Instructor: tell us a little about what brings you here today
ME: *opening bag* I was told there’d be salsa
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What base is it when your husband accepts your LinkedIn invitation?
If a puppy stabbed me in the face and stole my car, I’d still be like, “aww.”
U-HAUL, may I help you?
“You have any moving boxes?”
No all our boxes stay still
“Well you better go- wait what?”
Stop calling here, Dad
I sexually identify with the black guy in a horror movie because this won’t last long and we all know it