I don’t know much about physics, but I do know that cookout smoke will blow in whatever direction people are sitting.
MOM: How are you doing?
ME: (drinking what may be 2-day old coffee) Amazing!
ME: (stepping over dead body in kitchen) SO good!
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ME: She told me it’s what’s on the inside that counts
WIFE: I hate you
Obama: Get Air Force One ready.
Biden: OK! *runs off*
Obama: The plane, not the movie.
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Biden: Yeah I know.
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My husband broadcasts the Imperial March over Google home when my mother pulls into the driveway.
It’s scarier than any movie I’ve ever seen.
“You’ll sleep when I’m dead” — my phone