Her: (Sigh) How did you burn the Thanksgiving Turkey?
Me: I followed the directions. 20 minutes a pound at 325 degrees. I weigh 175 pounds!
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I just swallowed a Norton Anti-virus CD. I’m good now.
A mattress will double in weight after six years, just like everything else I sleep with!
love to click “no borders” on my excel spreadsheets. like hell yeah brother. one world ✌️
Nice try, private caller. I don’t answer the phone if I know you either.
Me: I’m 29, I’m not that old! I have my whole life ahead of me.
Me around a 20 year old: I am the grim spectre of death. I have seen empires rise and fall like the endless shifting dunes. Time has no meaning.
Me: what do you want for dinner?
3yo: nothing.
Me: you want cheese on that nothing?
3yo: yes please.
Shut up and put on your matching Adidas track suit so everyone at Costco knows we’re a couple. Don’t make this weird.
15 passed his driver’s permit test today. so going forward this will now be a parent horror-comedy account.
guy at the gym: hey can you spot me
me: ya you’re not even hiding
Purchased an hourglass for my desk at work to flip when people stop by to make them uncomfortable.
I know a couple who’s kids names are Zayden, Izyan and Fender. They just named their new dog Dan.
“I was so high that I cried because I realized that snakes are just tails with faces”
If I could travel back in time to change anything I would go back 15 minutes and stop myself from agreeing to play with my toddler.
A boogaloo is just a haunted igloo.
Barista: can I get a name?
Me: sure, you can be “ugly coffee maker man”
Barista: no for you
Me: I’ll be “handsome coffee drinker guy”
Posting “wow pretty problematic” under every single person’s Spotify wrapped and then responding “it’s not my job to educate you” when they ask what I mean by that.
me: sorry this place is such a mess
her: it’s my house
In Hell, you enter email addresses & passwords using video game controllers for ever.
(drops a Cheetoh on the ground)
ants: seize him
My main beef with zombie films/shows is that nobody seems to have a sense of smell.
Me *with my dying breath*: Tell my wife I like like her
Boss: You’re late! On Friday, I made it clear that anyone arriving late would be fired
Me: Well I didn’t know! I ducked out early on Friday
“stop making a mountain out of a molehill” I don’t even know what that means Bethany maybe see a dermatologist
Whenever I hear a helicopter I say “gotta go- there’s my ride!”
I only wear a scarf on really cold days. I should probably wear some other clothes too.
Days after my plane crashed, I find a phone. Thankfully, it has enough battery for me to go online & argue with strangers. I remain stranded
I Googled “Books for women in their 30s.” One of the results said “Books for women late in life.” I’m in my 30s, not moving to a retirement home.