[Dumbledore gets hit with Avada Kedavra]
HOUSE MD: I think he had lupus.
Me: I’m nervous for my date.
Friend: Just exaggerate to impress her
Her: What’s something you’re proud of?
Me: I invented milk
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– Your Honor, I’d like to plead insanity.
– On what grounds?!
– I’m married.
– I’ll allow it.
How do you stop eating chips and salsa do they have to run out or do I die or what
[2 paintings talking]
“hey man, guess what im doing this weekend?”
please dont say it
i wanna move to a different gallery
Peter Jackson just found a postcard JRR Tolkien wrote his nephew in 1938. He’s turning it into 22 nine-hour films.
ME: How much to buy a singing ensemble?
PRODUCER: You mean a choir?
ME: Fine, how much to acquire a singing ensemble?
Patient: So what happens after this?
Me: [stares into distance] Some think heaven. Some think nothing happens. Possibly even limbo until some higher power decides your fate
Patient: So…I meant what happens now you’ve requested an inpatient bed for me?
Me: Oh. Same.
Omg like wtf
Does laundry while drinking
*somehow washes a lampshade
Friend: Why are there 5 FBI agents sitting at desks in your bedroom?
Me: Ordered a small bureau on line and this is what they sent.