[guy in charge of naming superheroes]
Wonder Woman, next
*takes a hit of acid*
I found a voodoo doll covered with pins on my doorstep. Too bad their plan backfired. They used an acupuncture technique and I’m feeling better than ever.
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Date: Your eyes look beautiful in the moon’s light.
Date: *leans in for a kiss*
Me: The moon doesn’t make light, stupid.
JUDGE: Your word is catastrophe.
ME: Y. O. U. R. F. A. C. E.
*all the mics in the room simultaneously drop to the floor*
Me: *slowly retracts hand from cereal box after failing to grasp the free toy*
Wife: you really need to stop pretending to be a claw machine
Me: *swallows yet another quarter* why
her: call me names
Me to barking dog: You get away from that window. Leave the poor bunny rabbit alone.
Also me: I bought you a bunny squeak toy you can pretend to kill over and over.
I’m tired of the bad jokes, dad. Doubt you can hear me anyway. I’m pullin’ the plug.
“…hi pullin’ the plug, I’m da-”
*pulls the plug*
Witches’ brews are full of newtrients.
I think parents should choose unisex names for their babies like Parsnip or Brisket.
Describing a female colleague to your GF, saying “you know, the hot blond” is conducive to sofa sleeping.