My mom shared an old picture of my brother and I on FB today. Wanted to make sure Debbie knew what was up.
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Me: Do you want to hit the steam room after this?
Leonard the shrimp I work out with: *aggressive shrimp noises*
Me: Christ, it’s a joke Leonard. Calm down.
Me in 2022: when will my child talk
My child in 2024: WELL MOMMY DO YOU WANT TO KNOW WHAT I AM FINKING NOW? I AM FINKING ABOUT MR. WOGERS WENT TO THE ZOO AND SAW A PANDA. IT IS DARK. MOMMY WE SHOULD GET A WANTERN FOR OUR PORCH. AND A VERY SHORT STORY IS ONCE UPON A TIME THE END
Although Paul Simon doesn’t specifically list it in the song, one of the 50 ways to leave your lover is murder.
I like that parents of every generation have collectively agreed to keep the “a special chemical will turn the water (arbitrary contrast color) if you pee in the pool” lie going.
Thank god my neighbors let their dogs out at 5am or I might actually sleep in on a Saturday.
Me: Your conspiracy theory is stupid.
Me anytime something weird happens in my house: It was a ghost. It’s the only logical explanation.
i know a guy who loves saying “best thing since sliced bread” and i imagine hes always at a grocery store lookin at bread and just losing it
#rubbishjokes
I don’t like Russian dolls.They are so full of themselves.
I witnessed some luteing today. Six men playing a sprightly medieval tune . Quite out of step with the times were they.
*first day working the gas pumps*
Me: ‘Paper or plastic?’
Brain: Too much to think about to sleep.
Me: But I have work tomorrow.
Brain: I don’t care-
*alarm goes off*
-okay you can sleep.
Boss: You’re late! On Friday, I made it clear that anyone arriving late would be fired
Me: Well I didn’t know! I ducked out early on Friday
Which wines pair best with gloating?
Sorry I armed a group of theoretical physicists with Sharpies and set them loose in your glass pane warehouse
[cruising down highway in friend’s car with windows down]
me: [opens bag of glitter]
Me: Man, I’m exhausted! I’m going to get a good night’s sleep tonight.
Toddler: hold my sippy cup
[1931]
Him: we should name this time period
Me: the good depression
Him: ok i like depression but the descriptor has to be something more than just “good”
Me [after consulting my good friend tony the tiger]: hear me out
“I’m so sorry about your grandma passing away. If there’s anything I can do, just name it.”
“How are your resurrecting skills?”
receive Botox for severe facial tics and before I get the shots, I smear a numbing cream all over my face (because the shots are painful). When my neurologist came in the room and asked how I was, I said “I can’t feel my face when I’m with you.” I thought it was funny🤷♀️
I’d exercise more often if running didn’t spill the whiskey in my glass.
whoever named the grapefruit when there was already a fruit named grape…….incompetent legend. i wish we could hang out
I’m playing hide and seek with my 6yo. I’m underneath a pile of laundry, and she just walked right by me. This is exhilarating. It feels like that scene in Jurassic Park when the kids are hiding from the raptors.
Nailed it!👇🏻🤣🤣😆
I love it when I’m cooking a meal and half way through I realise I don’t have all the ingredients so I improvise by eating a cake instead.
O-mi-cron, Becky. Look at that variant.
Yeah I like bananas. When they’re almost yellow but still have a tiny bit of green near the stem. So for about a bananosecond.
The cool thing about having young kids is that they will straight up tell you which parent they love more without anyone even asking.
What’s your dream job? Mine’s either falling out of airplanes or giving presentations in my underwear.
The microwave was invented in 1946 when an enraged toddler demanded his food be locked in a revolving prison and destroyed by lasers.
I bought a Mr. Microphone at a garage sale. Now I’m driving around yelling at bad drivers.
Best 25¢ I’ve ever spent.