
Who called it “unplugging the life support machine” and not “pulling the RIP cord”?
HR: And what would you say is a weakness of yours?
Me: Lindt truffles.
HR:
Me: Dr. Pepper.
HR:
Me: Redheads….?
*winks*
HR: Get out.
Who called it “unplugging the life support machine” and not “pulling the RIP cord”?
Whenever I see the words “horse-drawn carriage” I wonder if the horse’s artistic output was limited to means of transportation, or he also did cartoons.
*buzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz*
*panics*
OMG WHAT’S THAT NOISE?
*son walks in with powered toothbrush*
*buzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz*
thank GOD.
Stop talking about being sad. Use a bigger word like despondent so people will at least think you’re an intelligent cry baby.
ME: I’ll have the steak, medium-rare please
WAITER: Sure, would you like anything on the side?
ME: To be totally candid I’d like it all on the plate
My wife sure is picky for someone who married me.
LOL there’s like 20 guys w/ “Female Body Inspector” windbreakers that’s hilarious they’re seizing my hard drive & business records LMAO
We operate by one simple rule: if you smell it and you think it’s gone bad, I believe you. Further testing (by me) is unnecessary.
My friend sneezed and I didn’t say “God bless you” and I had to watch helplessly as demons appeared and dragged him to hell.