Star Wars has given me unrealistic expectations of who my father is.
Hotel room bathrooms really overestimate how much I want to see my own naked body.
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Mom: [thinking] I hope he didn’t bring his banjo
Me: dad always hated my banjo
Me:[reaches into case] but he’s gone now
PAC-MAN: *eating his third ghost* You know, these just aren’t filling.
“no please don’t”
[cop takes my flask and sniffs] is this milk?
KIM JONG-UN: I’m banning sarcasm
ME: well that’s just great
M: I reeeally hate sarcasm
K: seize him…I think
This transition of power reminds me of when my grandma turned over Thanksgiving duties to my mom and the night ended with police showing up.
Son: Daddy can I have a balloon?
Me: If you’re good.
Son: Good at what?
Me: Buying your own balloons
[her thinking to herself in the restaurant] he seems nice and normal
[me thinking to myself] she let the waiter twist her pepper 8 twists??
The Rainforest Cafe isn’t realistic enough for me. Part of the restaurant should burn down by the time you finish your meal.
Kinda gross IMO, but I guess everyone needs a hobby.