Sex in the snow is wintercourse.
SO GOOD NEWS EVERYBODY MY SON HAS LEARNED HOW TO WHISTLE
Anytime someone throws a Great Gatsby themed party, I have to assume they never finished the book.
Doctor: Absolutely DO NOT take this medication with grapefruit juice.
Me: How about bourbon?
Doctor: Grapefruit juice will be fine
Me: I’ll give you a Wednesday for two Mondays
Stock Broker: that’s not how day trading works
When I die, throw me on Mt. Everest so it looks like I was trying to do something.
Love how Google seems to know everything I’m doing before I even think about it, but Google Maps needs me to completely type out an address before it knows I’m not looking for driving directions from the US to India.
[looks into a mirror]
Well. That can’t be right.
My dog is really picky on where she poops. For instance, she will only choose a lawn where the homeowner is outside to make eye contact with me.
Over the past month I’ve been losing my hoodies/sweaters/etc. Today I found all of them under my bed. Turns out I’ve been taking them off in my sleep when I’m too hot and shoving them behind me into the gap between my mattress and headboard
Ok I think somewhere we go wrong as a species is not having a defined mating season. bc then if it doesn’t work out during that season you can just chill the rest of the year and not feel so pressured
The bar at our movie theater sells movie-themed drinks.
Imagine my dismay when I found out their Aquaman-themed drink wasn’t a Jason Mimosa.
A little sign under the doorbell that says, “think twice, adventurer.”
If you honk your horn .2 seconds after the stoplight turns green, I can promise I’m prepared to spend the rest of my life adjusting my seat and my mirrors before driving off.
January is the ex boyfriend you shouldn’t drunk text at two a.m.