If life has taught me anything, it’s that browser history repeats itself.
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Me: I collect taxidermy
Him: Really, taxidermy?
Me: It’s a family thing
[later, at my place]
Me: Feel free to hang your coat on my stepmom
I’m a long-term thinker. For instance, the green bananas I bought will be delicious in 2 days.
Clinton and Trump now enter the part of the election where they each have to spend a week looking after an egg with “America” written on it.
Me: “Can I buy you a drink?”
Her: “I have a boyfriend.”
Me to barman: “A beer for me and a ‘I have a boyfriend’ for the lady.”
After Jaws, I wouldn’t go in water. After the Godfather, I wouldn’t eat at Italian restaurants. I wish I’d seen the Omen before having kids.
The Dalai Lama and Gandhi aren’t the same? I thought they were basically Miley Cyrus/Hannah Montana. I feel like people are messing with me.
My Mexican waiter put my food down in front of another white lady who looked nothing like me. I get it now.
Oh wait that’s not my waiter.
If you answer your phone, “Christ speaking”, 70% of the callers will hang up on you.
Therapist: and what do we do when we’re feeling sad?
Me: put on a flowy duster and a fringed scarf and sing along to Landslide on repeat while we sway back and forth and channel the goddess Stevie
Therapist [downloading Fleetwood Mac]: this session is on me