Please stop saying that a problem is a “real pickle.” Pickles are delicious, store well, and have zero calories. You are a problem. Pickles are fine.
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The alien trying to abduct me:
why do you have so much Mayonnaise in your fridge
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Welcome to your 40s.
Add ‘gravity’ to your list of enemies.
Why do the French eat snails?
Because they don’t like fast food.
[Cannibal Restaurant]
Waiter: Need anything else?
Cannibal: No, I’m stuffed. I can’t even finish this. Could I get a body bag?
I just really hope The Weeknd’s real name isn’t Mnday.
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Me: Sorry I’m busyFriend 2: Can you feed my cat while I’m on vac..
*knock knock*
Me: IT’S ME I’M OUTSIDE
Remember , for some unknown reason Santa doesn’t make batteries .
Interviewer: and I see under special skills you wrote “undoing the toilet paper roll?”
My toddler in a trench coat: that’s right.
I hate when someone finds out I read the same book they did and thinks we’re in some kind of a gang or something.
Damn girl, are you my Boy Scout troop leader? Cause you’re making me pitch a tent.
I sneezed seven times in a row and my cat is acting all freaked out instead of just asking if I’m ok
Sorry I declined your Facebook friend request, but I can’t have those sideburns popping up in my news feed unannounced.
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ME: What’s the first rule of bite club?
DRACULA: Is it biting?
ME: That’s right, Dracula, it’s biting.
RATTLESNAKE: [quietly to himself] I was gonna say biting.
Them: I really really really want a zigga zig ahhh
Hostage negotiator: ok but you need to let the women and children go first.
How’s my day going?
If I was Daffy Duck I would of lost my beak already.
“Is it pronounced NEEL-ism or NIAL-ism?”
“It doesn’t matter”“Nothing matters….”
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He now does it every time he makes eye contact with me and it looks like we are in cahoots orchestrating the most diabolical plan ever
Nothing like waking up on a Friday and finding out it’s Tuesday
Me, trying to be quiet walking through the house this morning:
My knees and ankles: “Let me sing you the song of my people!”
Me to my husband: “Don’t worry, he’s only 2, he’ll forget about wanting ice cream for dinner if we don’t bring it up.”
My 2yo: “Behold, mother, there is the exact space Grandma parked in when she drove me to this playground 3 weeks ago; I was clad in my green Stegosaurus shirt”
Romeo: I lost my cow
Juliet: wherefore art cow Romeo?
[before electricity was invented]
ME: [presses hand dryer]
GUY IN THE WALL: [deep inhale]