My husband and I are giving our daughter driving lessons. He teaches her how to drive, and I teach how to swear at all the other drivers.
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“You want crumbs with that?”
-My bed, every night.
grandpa was shocked
Librarian: Shhh!
Me: *changes blender to low setting*
What can I say? Your script is great. A cop in a supercharged patrol car fighting insane mutant gangs along limitless stretches of highway in a desolate, post-apocalyptic landscape. Fantastic. But the title, Annoyed Max. We need to punch that up
No one EVER looks surprised when you tell them you cut your own hair.
me: [nervously] how often do these things crash
flight attendant: just once usually
cant be in the office one more moment, I have a moral, legal and biological obligation to be in front of a roaring fire going honk-shooo honk-shoo mimimimi
I like waiters.
They bring a lot to the table.
Barbecues are just a theatrical way of letting your neighbours know you’re going to be eating 2 hours later than planned
No your muscles are too big. I don’t want a boyfriend who makes me exercise.
you’d think the thing in my house with the most cat hair on it would be my cat
If you ever ask a teen to do something and they just say “sure” without arguing, check that they haven’t been replaced with an android.
I’m 48 years old and I pronounce pumpkin like PUN-KIN.
Bite me.
If you have never had a friend that you haven’t contemplated leaving at a gas station forever I applaud you.
me: (texting boss) we still on for work today?
boss: yes. you dont have to text me this every morning. we’re “on” for work every day mon-fri
this tweet changed my entire outlook on life
The thing that’s wrong with oatmeal raisin cookies is that they’re oatmeal raisin cookies.
I met a young fashion designer earlier, and it wasn’t long before I was in the bedroom ripping her clothes off.
I love counterfeiting stuff
You are the wind beneath my overly-sensitive, motion-activated floodlight.
Why does everyone have to hold their NYE party on the same bloody night?
Me: I’m so sorry, my dog ate my homework
Comp Sci Professor: your dog ate your coding assignment?
Me:
Prof:
Me: it took him a couple bytes
{batman walking downstairs}
“Hmmm. Looks like Catwoman’s left me a present”
[the half-eaten corpse of Birdman lies lifeless on the carpet]
My Fitbit mistook my panic attack for high intensity interval training.
*grandma sobbing at my graduation*
“Your parents would have been so proud seeing you up there.”
*wipes tear*
“But they didn’t want to come.”
I don’t mean to brag but I have the face of someone with a great personality
When I told my contractor I didn’t want carpeted steps, he gave me a blank stair.
Whoever named them fitting rooms has a lot of nerve
My friend was going on about how too much of anything is bad, so I said that must include talking and hung up the call
If somebody my age is out past 11 PM they just got off the second shift at work.
[Listening to a song from the 70s]
Singer: I love you, girl
Me: He means girl like a woman
Singer: Yes I love you, little girl
Me: I guess he means like late teens
Singer: You’re just a child, so young, little girl
Me: Oh no