DOCTOR: I have bad news
MAN WHO WOKE UP FROM 5 YR COMA: I don’t mind as long as I get to see my favorite gorilla from the Cincinnati zoo
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Okay kid, here’s the context. Each of your toes is a pig. I’m going to grab them, one by one, and tell you what each one did. I know, it’s weird, just roll with it.
2: ok
It’s possible to suck at everything if you put your mouth to it.
I just saw a sign that said “if you can plan for a wedding, you can plan for a natural disaster” and in my mind those two things are the same things
I have decided to switch to a spite-based diet
Her: I have a funeral to go to but I don’t have a date yet.
Me: Aw, you can’t go alone?
She meant the date of the funeral.
I know that now
Kill me once. I’m dead.
Kill me twice. I’m a dead ghost.
7yo: Do you use glue to make slime?
Me: Yeah, there’s glue in slime.
*7yo walks off*
Me: *a few minutes later* Wait!
Zookeeper: This panda is on the rampage and I only have 1 tranquilizer dart
Me: it’s pandamonium!
Zookeeper: [shoots me right between the eyes]
Sip of coffee for me, sip of coffee for my shirt.
Me: Doctor, I’d like to close my own wound.
Dr: Suture self
When people don’t drink coffee, it’s like ok but how do you solve the problem of being awake??
[Prison]
ME: Just don’t mention anything about breaking free & they won’t suspect a thing*guard enters*
FREDDIE MERCURY *clears throat*
“Sir how did you survive the snowmageddon?”
“I stayed in”
“Oh”
I tried being a Disney Princess but them damn budgies keep loading the dishwasher wrong
Someone stole the C and L off my work besties door, which I guess was probably pretty predictable in hindsight…
Any sink has a garbage disposal if you push hard enough.
Apparently you can build quite a reputation if you go to all the Christian bookshops and ask if they carry Harry Potter.
When I die, I want my remains to be scattered at COSTCO. Also, I don’t want to be cremated
You know that really private/embarrassing stuff you say to your girlfriend when no one else is around? Her friends know all that shit.
I don’t care for the term drug mule, why can’t it be a drug unicorn.
I’m bored and that can only mean one thing.
My bank accounts about to take a hit.
[heaven]
darwin: *looking down*
angel: what’s going on?
darwin: watch this
Had a nightmare then couldn’t go back to sleep so I got up and ate the cheesecake or at least I hope that’s what it was.
[inventing jazz]
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i be like “why does god give me his hardest battles” and the battle is cooking instead of ordering delivery
5: I’ll fix it when you say “sorry” fifty times
3: ok. sorry fifty times
My nine year old stayed home with me today. The time is 11:30 am.
She has spoken more words today than I did in December.
6: *putting on costume* ok, I’m the superhero! Who wants to be my sidekick, and who’s going to be the bad guy?
Mum: No! It’s bedtime, put your PJs on please!
6:….. alright, so mum’s the bad guy!
Independence Day was basically aliens blew shit up and then we gave them a copy of Windows and won the war.