The turkey is the luckiest one at the Thanksgiving table because it’s already dead.
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The only thing that could have made Coyote Ugly better would have been a few ceiling fans.
Reading that the economy is good while perusing 1 bedroom apartments being rented for 5,000 dollars a month and looking at jobs that pay 31,000 dollars a year.
my mother: you should still take a sweater just in case
Dropped my Ant Farm and now the rug is like the first 30-minutes of Saving Private Ryan.
[Shouts to passing jogger]
“Is there cake?”
Anybody here really good at Wheel of Fortune? I need help figuring out a drunk dm.
Um, so you’re god’s gift to women? So was Jesus…look what happened to him.
You may want to rethink that.
Each day is a wondrous journey, always discovering the new things in life that can irritate me.
-Why do you carry that lazy dog on your shoulders, he can walk
-Mind your business
-Looks like dog actually wants to get down
-I forgot my coat, okay?
[sees kid crying in grocery store]
hey little guy
[kneels down to his level]
Can you please move you’re blocking the Cinnamon Toast Crunch?
Me: ‘This may be the booze talking, but that is a VERY snazzy outfit you have on there.’
Cop: ‘Step out of the car, please.’
If dogs take after their owners, I need to work on my posture.
Benoit Blanc: So this baloney of yours, does it have a first name? Could you be so kind as to spell it?
If you want to rob a white person, just say: “Stop, collaborate, and listen,” then steal their stuff while they rap the rest of the song.
My dog wakes up at 4:30 every morning so he can take a nap by 6.
Just completed a task that I’d been putting off for months. It took ages and was massively inconvenient, I was right to delay it as much as possible. I will learn much from this.
Lead me not into temptation. Take my hand and I’ll show you a shortcut.
Me, responding to an urgent email on Monday morning that I definitely saw on Friday at 4 PM
I hope you don’t feel as bloated as you look.
Annnd that’s how the fight started.
Kid: Mommy’s last name must be “Honey” cuz that’s what daddy calls her
Teacher: That’s SWEET. What’s her first name?
Kid: “Sorry,” I think
HER: Put down the bottle babe you have an alcohol problem.
ME: *spritzing doorknobs* I can stop any time I want.
My husband bought an alien green suv so he wouldn’t have to remember when he parked.
Tonight I have taught my 2yr old a very valuable lesson.
He now knows that chips can be used to eat guacamole.
Autocorrect changed ‘strip’ to ‘syrup’, and honestly, I don’t know which club I prefer.
Cop: You’re driving on the wrong side of the road.
Driver: Sorry, I’m English.
Cop: (shouting) It’s the wrong soid of the roade ye was droivin down, innit?
boys are so easy to impress
choosing between self-checkout and cashier is such a battle for me. there’s either a 100% chance i have to interact with a human or a 20% chance i have to interact with a human to explain why i am too dumb
Thinking about going to 50 Shades and eating loudly the whole time.
I’m glad I learned about parallelograms instead of how to do taxes. It’s really come in handy this parallelogram season