A coworker told me she was “catching up on her correspondence” so apparently it’s 1932 here at my workplace.
Fence is falling down, house paint is peeling, and deck has a bunch of splinters, so time for me to convince some idiot kid I know karate.
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Love how dog food commercials advertise tastier formulas like that matters when deciding what to buy & feed a pet who eats its own vomit.
I stepped on a plate of wet cat food this morning so no I don’t care about taking off my shoes at the airport
Hell hath no fury like that of a woman waiting for you to reply to her text all the while she sees you’re continuing to send tweets.
Me: Let’s go to the store.
5 yo: Why?
M: For food.
M: So we can eat.
M: To stay alive.
M: I have no idea.
[at the park]
SON: dad dad what’s that in the sky?! (points at helicopter)
ME: (forgetting the word helicopter) that son is……a blenderplane
When I said I wanted to take it slow, I meant your life.
The officer said, “you drinking?” I said, “you buying?” We just laughed and laughed.
I need bail money.
Me: Do you have any three tiered wedding cakes?
Baker: But of course! When do you need it by?
M: No, I’ll just eat it here.
Didn’t find out until I got to work that these exposed-shoulder tops are intended for women.