Ticks are pests.
People pay money to get them removed.But on Twitter, people pay to get them placed.
*walks into a restaurant*
Waiter: Sir, I have Stewed Liver, Boiled Tongue & Frog’s Legs.
Me: Enough bout your problems. Get the Menu Card
Starts a choir that moves around in a boat, preaching how we are all going down into an abyss of damnation.
Names the boat Hell Sinky.
This Valentines, tell them what you actually think of them 馃挄
Everyone becomes a robo-dancer with their hands when the motion sensor faucet isn鈥檛 working.
*a ship carrying pineapples gets wrecked*
Government: Housing infrastructure for SpongeBobs was delivered directly to them, cutting out all the red tape, and middlemen.
Them: Tell us something about yourself.
Me:
CW: What’s your favorite shellfish fantasy drama?
Me: Game of Prawns 馃崵
He jumped out of the airplane wearing nothing but the hand knitted parachute that his Nanna made especially for him.
Gravity, at all times, is trying to pull your pants down
Hellocination: when you wave at someone thinking they waved at you, but they were waving to someone else.
*Picks up a grudge, holds it up with a pair of tongs, brings it closer to his nose n sniffs it, examines it for cracks*
“Yes, this is still good. We shall hold on to this one for another four years.”
I hate it when pretentious people try to use big words to make themselves appear photosynthesis.
[Buys a popcorn and cola combo at the movies]
My Financial Advisor:
Being an adult is like being a paper clip. Everyone knows you鈥檙e twisted, but you鈥檙e expected to hold a lot of things together.