Well, Clarice, have the lambs stopped screaming?
~ Hannibal Lecter discovers text messages
Me: (sliding a $50 bill in my palm over) What do you say we call it 175 and move on?
Nurse: Sir, just please step on the scale.
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Don’t bite the hand that feeds you, unless of course, they’re feeding you kale.
Puts streamers and balloons in the bathroom
*adds Professional Party Pooper to resumé
WIFE: He treats our marriage like it’s a talk show
THERAPIST: Is this true?
ME: *turns and winks at camera* We’ll find out after the break
I don’t care how much candy he offers you, kids, do NOT get out of Billy Ocean’s dreams and into his car.
IAN: I broke my leg once
ME: I’ve never broken a bone, touch wood [touches wood]
THE UNIVERSE: THIS MAN WILL NEVER BREAK A BONE
if only there was a better name
Me: I wanna be ugly
Genie: you got 3 wishes left
GOD- “I will send a plague that will kill all living things on earth”
*Fish slip the LORD a $20*
“On second thought how about a flood?”