[restaurant]
Me: waiter, what kind of choy is this
Waiter (who is a chicken): bok
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{God inventing turtles}
What if a lizard had social anxiety?
[on deathbed]
“Tell my Wif… *cough*”
Yes? Tell her what?
“Tell my Wifi provider their broadband speeds were moderate at best”
[dies]
Not saying my marriage is bad but I swiped left when I saw my husband on Tinder
Who wants to hear about my father’s colonoscopy? He apparently thought I did.
Sorry Windows. The only thing a “strong” password will do is lock me out of my own computer when drunk. 1234 it is.
Twitter is like a conversation at the water cooler. If the water cooler was full of vodka. And you could smoke. And the boss was out of town
Everyone else time travelling: *preventing wars or the spread of disease*
Me: *buys multiple pairs of my favorite shoes they’ve stopped making*
How weird was the first robber to wear pantyhose on his face
I love Instagram’s new direct messaging feature because I’ve always thought, “If only this picture of someone’s dinner was just for me.”
before u buy that mascara online ask urself if u really want 2 new emails a day for the rest of ur life
I start opening a delivered package before I even get back inside and my wife can let her packages sit unopened on the table for a week. Which one needs therapy?
Throwing away expired eggs like some sort of millionaire
I’ve never considered myself a social butterfly. More like a social wasp. People run away a lot.
*eats an entire pant leg of cookies*
MOST RESTAURANTS:
Waiter: “Have you dined with us before?”
You: “No.”
Waiter: “Oh! Well, (*proceeds to describe a normal restaurant*)”
me: if only i could sleep AND get motion sickness
waterbed salesman: you’re not gonna believe this
(10:00 am)
*adjusts lawn chair, sits down, opens highly anticipated new book, settles in comfortably for a long read*(10:02 am)
*already chasing after a pretty butterfly*
Pretty sure my day can’t get any wors- *soup explodes in microwave*
Bananas either ripen in 2 hours or 2 weeks there is no in between
I hate when people ask me HOW I am doing as if I KNOW THE ANSWER?!
I’m developing an app that makes a cricket sound effect at the end of my coworkers’ stories.
*rookie cop notices splatter on the wall*
Looks like a hotdog defended itself here and lost.
People laugh cause I’ve got 3 cats, but come the next Ice Age, when I speed past you on my cat sled, who’ll be laughing then?
Pretty sure I’ve gotten as far as I’m going to get in life on my looks.
Narrator: He he not gotten very far.
*shitting pants, crying, missing my shoe*
yoga instructor: you need to leave
me: oh is this not child’s pose?
Eventually every parent reaches the it’s a good thing they’re so cute stage.
[Interview]
“Do you have any previous experience dealing with animals?”
[flashback to my flatmate leaving toast crumbs in the butter]
..Yes.
Today’s meltdown brought to you by me, who wouldn’t let 4 ride his bike unless he put on underwear, at a minimum
Recipes that call for cheese are always 2 cups short.
BREAKING: Scarlet Johansson to play Idris Elba as James Bond