I’m pretty anal when it comes to organizing my house.
Like how I slid in “anal”?
Like how I said “slid in anal”?
I like my men like I like my coffee. Tied up in a burlap sack and dragged through Columbia behind a donkey.
This donut scented car air freshener is going to pay for itself next time I get pulled over.
I’m not gay but I support their “agenda” – working, having a family, living in safety and fair, equal treatment.
Pretty radical shit.
Accidentally bring the wrong kid home on Halloween once and now I have to listen to the same stupid story EVERY year.
Happy Halloween! I am currently dressed as Schrödinger while simultaneously not dressed as Schrödinger.
The way my neighbors are making their trick-or-treating kids skip my door you’d think I was handing out ecstasy pills like last year.
Seagulls are the annoying drunk white girls of the bird community.
My boyfriend told me that his new years resolution was to try anal. He’s going to be so suprised when he sees the strap on i just bought.
Getting married at 22 sounds a lot like leaving a party at 9:30pm.
“Who’s sorry now?”
~ First question on Canadian citizenship exam
Salem during the 1600’s was great. If your woman pissed you off, you just tell people she’s a witch and they kill the bitch. For free.
When I die, I want my decaying carcass to be loaded into a giant slingshot and flung into a rich kids bouncy castle.
If your best clothes proudly advertise Monster Energy Drink, you can’t be left alone with your best looking cousin.
Parenting tip: Unplug the microwave before dropping acid because you’ll inevitably put the baby in there for safe keeping.