(People Touring My House 50 Years After I Die)
TOUR GUIDE: And over here we found a second secret room ALSO full of bacon.
I envy pretty criers, I just look like a blotchy, swollen potato drowned in dishwater
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The scariest thing about survival of the fittest is that it means the idiots currently surrounding you are the best evolution has to offer.
I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him
GOD, I hope he calls me.
I hate getting cut off because I’ve “had enough.” Who are they to say how much butter I need on my movie theater popcorn?
When I die, before my will is read, I want my entire Google search history revealed and whoever is left in the room gets it all.
2020: verb. When you screw things up beyond belief.
Example: Chad’s car hit a pole and knocked out power and, well long story short, he 2020’d and now a giant squid is destroying the city.
Jesus: This is my body
Peter: That’s bread
Jesus: It’s a metaphor dude
Peter: Oh so you’ve been talking in metaphor
Jesus: Sometimes I am Sometimes I’m being literal
Peter: How will we know the difference?
Jesus: It’s easy. If you get something wrong you just go to hell
I’m “yells at people who drive too fast in my neighborhood” years old
[Pours goldfish into aquarium]
You’re free now
“Mom? You know those are just crackers, right?”
Him: Tell me about yourself.