I need a Valentine’s Day card that says, “Sorry we keep almost-divorcing during the pandemic.”
Nothing better than corn-flavored…corn.
I don’t know much about physics, but I do know that cookout smoke will blow in whatever direction people are sitting.
You have to appreciate the microwave when the directions on a frozen meal say, “Cook on High for 2 minutes. Or put it in a conventional oven for five days.”
At what age do you tell your child Alexa isn’t real?
Annoying to think of how many lives on the Titanic could have been saved if only they had seen the movie.
You wash your hands more now, sure, but it’s still been a year since you’ve cleaned your microwave.
Well I guess it’s time to learn my kids’ names.
I prefer the term busy professional, thank you.
Must be nice to only have body issues once a year.