Lionel Richie: hello.
Adele: it’s me.
Lionel Richie: is it me you’re looking for?
Adele: I was wondering if after all these years you’d like to meet?
Lionel Richie: holy shit *covers phone* now what the hell do I say?
Me: You ask so many questions that I want to stab a fork in my eye.
Me: *stabs fork into eye*
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Me: Why not? *sliding roast potatoes in pocket* They’re too busy yelling to notice.
Confuse people by affixing “but not necessarily at this juncture” to the end of each sentence.
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Still disappointed that the only hard thing in my bed lately has been my mattress.
Brain: Walk up to her and offer her a drink.
Me: I WANT TO DRINK YOU LIKE A SIPPY CUP.
Brain: Can you actually hear me?
My family keeps throwing sweaters in the laundry basket like we wash those.
I’d totally bang him, but how awkward would the job interview be after that?
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