“Sir, how may I help you?”

*swivels around in chair*
— A coffee please!

“Did you bring that chair in here?”

*reclines back*
— Maybe?

You Might Also Like


My kid’s teacher told me my kid is obsessed with video games and that I need to work with her on it. I’m like I do. I’m player 2.


Flash mobs are so not what I thought. Now I’ve gotta go find my clothes.


Whenever my husband annoys me,
I force him to go to the store for
Maxi pads, extra thin with extra wings
Don’t come home without it


[first day in hell]

Me: oh is that a buffet of only gas station food?

Satan: *evil laughter* yes, and it’s all you shall ever eat for the rest of eternit—

Me: *already munching on a gas station taquito*


8 yr old: Mom, what do you want to be?
Me: Single, living in Bahamas, no kids, maybe operate a little dive shop, driv–
8: I mean for Halloween
Me: Oh, I don’t know I haven’t really thought about it


Boss: It’s almost quitting time. Drinks?

Me: In my top desk drawer. Help yourself.



I downloaded “ambient coffee shop” track. Just low talking, dish clanking, & one lady yelling “Finn. Look at mommy. FINN. You want a scone?”


LIBRARIAN: yes over there

ME: do u have any books on time travel