A friend just texted me & asked for relationship advice. That’s like asking the pope to name all the members of Slipknot.
Picture the perfect woman.
Wrong.
You’re a guy. You’re always wrong.
If I was a police sketch artist I wouldn’t listen to the victim. I’d draw a majestic gay dragon then flip it over and be all, “Is this him.”
Where in the hell are Dora the Explorer’s parents? Do they know she’s riding a damn crocodile into a volcano?
Remember: You can kill someone and wear their skin as a suit, but it’s not identity theft until you use their debit card. Be smart about it.
The designer of the expanding universe, deviser of quantum theory and relativity – he’s really interested in who you sleep with. Sinner.
The Vatican just deleted all the Pope’s tweets. Because NO ONE denies reality like the Catholic Church.
When two girls hate each other, they say “we should DEFINITELY hang out” and then take turns shouting “definitely!” until one of them dies.
:# <— emoticon for “I’m eating a brillo pad”
It’s so considerate of drug dealers to make the Police’s job so much easier, by always dressing just like drug dealers
I wonder who the sorting hat will choose as the new Pope.
Her: I want to have your babies.
Me: You’ll have to wait until they get off from school.
I read all tweets with poor grammar and word choice in a Cookie Monster voice.
Whenever the Starbucks guy asks for my name I laugh and whisper “I’m seeing someone”
My boyfriend just sent me a txt: ‘I think I want to see other people.’ My reply was, ‘You better look out the window.’