I could never be a map maker. Not because I think it’s hard, I just don’t know how tf to spell meditarainian.
Me, first day as homicide detective: Just as I suspected…it’s blood.
The Bachelorette would be a lot more entertaining if the girl was a Praying Mantis.
Being in my twenties in the seventies was a lot better than being in my seventies in the twenties.
I never finish what I start. I have a black belt in partial arts.
You can’t tell me to make mental health a priority and also keep putting calorie counts on restaurant menus.
Toddlers be like, we can do this the hard way or the harder way.
I take offense when people don’t invite me to events l’d like to turn down.
I simply point out, might not a warm piece of buttery toast have the same restorative effect as the cigarette to the smoker? And yet when I ask for a Toast Break I am laughed at . . .
Beanbag chairs are fun and comfortable but you should never buy one because one day you’ll get some really bad news and you’ll have to roll off the side and onto the floor before standing up to comfort your partner.
The kids are asking for fun shaped sandwiches for their back-to-school lunches and I’m so flattered they’ve mistaken me for the kind of mother who would do that
A lot of people have asked me what happened to my 25-year-old boyfriend. I’m sorry to say that eventually (I believe) he did turn 26
Told my mom I was frustrated with my kid and she reminded me when I was two I flushed an entire box of tampons down the toilet in the Chicago winter and froze the pipes and honestly why is she making this about her?
I took a test to see if I have multiple personalities. I scored 100%, 92%, and 88%.
What’s up with you needing to tell me you’re a ‘native New Yorker’ thru your license plate? Is it like ‘babe, we should move over. There’s a native New Yorker coming up behind us’?