Grab your brass knuckles, we’re heading to the Waffle House.
I wonder if my date ever found her way out of that corn maze.
As I’m moonwalking away, they didn’t even notice I had stolen a brownie.
I hereby declare this fall as The Fall of B!
Oh wait.
I wish I could say it was the first time I’ve hidden in a dumpster.
I warned you I would betray you over potatoes, this is on you.
I just smiled to everyone I invited over to watch football as I turned it off and started the puppet show.
Wait….making the right choices is an option?!
I knew the date was going well when we shared a glass of gravy with two straws.
I put the I in Insufferable.
A date sounds nice but you’ll need to bring a friend for my parole officer.
Can’t, The Thundercats need me.
Stop right there babe, you need permission to enter the pillow fort.
As the argument over the best way to dispose of a body escalated, I realized the date was going well.
I didn’t even know there was a most alcohol consumed award on a cruise ship.