Five Guys: that’ll be $75
Me: [just won the lottery] put another guy in there
If i ever experience an earthquake my first thought will probably be it’s godzilla.
My dogs didn’t feel the earthquake because they have constant gas.
Every time I get the urge to clean, I watch Hoarders and I decide my house isn’t that dirty after all.
I was at a funeral yesterday and spiced things up by walking over to complete strangers and saying “Ignore what everyone else thinks. I, personally, have no issue with you being here”.
[bear approaches]
friend: make yourself look big!
me: YOURSELF
That earthquake could have been an email.
Asked my height at the doctor’s office today. I confidently told the nurse 6 feet (as I have my entire adult life), and she responded with, “Well, I’m getting 5’11-and-a-half” in the obliviously cheery tone of someone who’s decided to rip somebody’s life apart on a Friday morning
“I’ll just iron my clothes for work in the morning,” he thought in stupid bachelor.
It’s wild how I barely notice the flavor of a cucumber when I bite into one, but when I taste an “infused” water I’m like BY JOVE, A CUCUMBER’S BEEN HERE I’D BET MY LIFE ON IT.
Responsibility for the New York earthquake is already being claimed by tremorrists.
Imagine it’s hundreds of years ago and the ground shakes violently and then a couple days later the sun vanishes we’d definitely be burning some witches
What do you mean hide under sturdy furniture during aftershocks, this is NYC, I have a tiny chair
I love that earthquakes unite strangers online like nothing else. 100,000 people posting “did anyone feel that” and 100,000 other people posting “yeah”
I have seen lots of recipes for things to make from leftover chocolate from Easter this week. Which leads me to the question: what is leftover chocolate?