There used to be many different names for the childhood game of knocking on doors and running away. But these days, it’s simply referred to as ‘being an Amazon driver’.
Foo fighters still fighting foo.
I no longer dislike Mondays, i’m mature now… I dislike the whole week.
Everyone loves their weighted blankets and talks about loving feeling all wrapped up but as soon as I mention wearing socks to bed everyone’s like noo I don’t want to feel constricted my feet must be freee
Look, 80’s kids went from Inspector Gadget to Terminator so we have a lot of mixed feelings about technology.
The irish goodbye: leave without telling anyone
The Midwest goodbye: stand around for 4-8 more hours saying goodbye to the entire party
my kids are suddenly asking why the leprechaun didn’t bring them anything or cause any chaos in our house and apparently me yelling “we aren’t Irish!!” isn’t a good enough explanation?
“What if we took the sound of a cow giving birth and turned it into music?”
– inventor of the bagpipe
So it turns out the child that cost me the most money in the Legoland store……was me.
I loved Saint Patrick’s day in Boston it was like if everyone got a concussion during the purge. One year I lost my keys in a pub and a guy gave me one of his keys to make me feel better
Food is love and love is terrifying so my chili might kill you.
ME DRIVING THE TURTLES OUT OF IRELAND: This is taking forever.
“My grammar is terrible,” I said untruthfully, as I lied on the bed.
A vampire can’t enter your home without being invited. But that doesn’t apply to sheds. (One of those bloodsucking pricks stole my weedwacker last week.)
Swimmer’s ear. Not sure what to do about it. The things you find in the pool filter.