[job interview]
“Tell me a strength.”
I’m a decision maker.
“Excellent. How about a weakness?”
I’m a bad decision maker.
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*pulling up to the mcdonald’s drive thru*
me: can i get an order of prescription-strength french fries, please
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1) Put on chicken costume
2) Go to store to pick up eggs
3) Run up to store manager and emotionally scream “WHO DID THIS TO MY CHILDREN????”
*sneezes with a mouthful of toothpaste*
[boxing gym]
*points at everything*
I’d hit that.
Meltdowns are what happens when you compartmentalize your thoughts, but forget to label them.
I created you as mosquito food.
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He replied with: “Dream on!”
That’s very nice of him, right?
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“Here comes the plane”
*makes plane noises**spoon just disappears*
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CONTRACTOR: When are you noticing it most?
ME: When I look up.
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He was stopped by security, but not before being named a senior advisor.
Family: So how did you two meet?
Me: Tinder.
Family: What’s Tinder?
Me: It’s a game site.
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ME [sitting on couch eating out of a 5 lb. bag of m&ms]: ok
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(burglar breaks into my house)
me: Reginald, kill!
pet caterpillar: *scooch scooch scooch*