“omg you’re covered in blood! are you ok?”
[cut to me blending a tomato but I cant get the lid on properly]
you should see the other guy
I’m all about the sex, drugs and rock n’ roll until about nine because that’s cocoa time.
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[trying to buy pants]
Clerk: Sir you need pants to shop here.
I corrected the names of all my friends in my Contacts.
Boss: are you okay?
Me: just taking a quick lunch break
Boss: you haven’t showed up in 2 days!
“Grab a Pop Tart!” I tell my kids as I’m mixing up the dogs’ breakfasts of organic, grain-free dog food with Greek yogurt and $85 vitamins.
I like my women how I like my microwaved food.
Hot as hell on the outside and cold as ice on the inside.
Perverts have made it so you can’t even park your makeshift surveillance van conspicuously outside girls’ college diving team meets anymore.
Manslaughter. The sound of a man laughing?
I’ll have a turkey burger. No bun, please.
*just goes straight up Pac-Man on the basket of garlic rolls*
I wonder if clothes in China say “made around the corner”