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[first date]
{don’t let him know you’re a psychic}
{don’t let her know you’re a psychic}
{we’re both psychic?}
{yeah}
{cool let’s bang}
{k}
I hate what you’ve done with the place.
I would be a bad fish.
Fishermen would be like, “omg i’m so ugly” and I’d take the bait and disagree, instead of swimming away.
Wife: Did you do the dishes like I asked?
Me: Sorry I was busy
W: Doing what?
*cat rides by on Roomba wearing gladiator outfit*
Me: Uh..
Are there people that are so into beating dead horses that we had to create an idiom to discourage them from doing so?
Who called it a “backpack” and not, “the sexiest way to deliver bees to an ex.”
*Dino-Jesus preaching to the dinosaurs*
“Let he who is without sin cast the first stone.”
*Asteroid crushes Earth*
“Dammit Dad.”
cant be in the office one more moment, I have a moral, legal and biological obligation to be in front of a roaring fire going honk-shooo honk-shoo mimimimi
the sun is so successful because it has the perfect bedtime and morning routines
me: this glass is too small
bartender: would you prefer a tumbler
me: yes
acrobat: what can I get you
Are we Thor yet?
Are we Thor yet?
Are we Thor yet?
Are we Thor yet?– How to annoy an Avenger when you’re on a road trip.
If white guys are day drinking, it’s inevitable that they’re going to start wrestling at some point later that night.
Saw a ‘Book Of Opposites’ at the store today and I couldn’t help but wonder why they didn’t call it a Contradictionary.
Inflation is actually a good thing it means money is going viral
Him: You’re on a diet. Why buy all this candy?
Me: Because the alternative is called stealing.
[pulls away from kissing] do you ever pretend nfl players with dreadlocks swinging around under their helmets are predators
That’s it. I’m no longer running to the store for any ingredients I forgot.
So tonight’s spaghetti dish will just have to do without
*checks list* spaghetti
Do not ask for who the bell tolls because it’s whom you monster
me: I’m doing marathon training
friend: that can really help you in the long run
me: I know what it’s for
LOIS LANE: here i got you these contacts so you don’t have to wear glasses anymore
CLARK KENT: *nervous sweating*
Don’t make me mad or so help me, I will become the 70th like on all of your future tweets.
Godspeed to the gal in front of me at the pharmacy getting a Plan B, at-home COVID test, and two Red Bulls.
[marriage counseling]
Ginny- He always hides from our problems.
Therapist- Is this true?
Harry- *puts on invisibility cloak* No.
The most maddening thing about having a cat is when you can’t find them and start panicking and sweet-talk-hollering for them and shaking the treat box and nearing a panic attack — and they come yawning and stretching out of some nook or cranny like “Wow, you are being so loud.”
My toddler is pretty particular about the brand of chicken nuggets I offer her for somebody who just ate a crayon.
If you had a choice between owning a dragon or world peace, what would you name your dragon?
If being bad at grammar is a crime than arrest me.
Have I ever steered you wrong?
*flashback to you at zoo in bear suit
Me: They wont attack if ur dressed like one of them, now go get my ball
Please can I keep him – he followed me home!
Parents who are afraid that giving teenagers condoms will just ensure they have sex to use them have obviously never owned a bread maker.