Got capsaicin in my eye again. I, justly, blame the squirrels.
Sometimes I feel like a decent parent and sometimes my kids start fiddling with the volume and temperature in my car without asking.
Just remembered this meme I made back in May of 2020.
Just reported my neighbors to Belgian authorities because they have a dog named Waffle.
If I were a cop, I’d focus on the people going the speed limit. They’re the ones with something to hide.
Nothing like the lingering dread of a project that goes far too easily.
Talk to me like you’re trying to steal my credit card number, baby
Flowers die, my love, so instead I shall give you a bouquet of Keith Richards.
*tucking t-shirt into tighty whities*
Time to seize the day.
Hear me, oh spirits of earth, wind, and fire. I call upon you to unleash a boogie wonderland.
Last night my kids suggested I kill and eat someone to gain his strengths. I think I should start locking the door when I sleep.
*cracking knuckles, sharpening ax, loading 12-gauge*
Alright, it’s time to recite some poetry
My cable froze and Ray Liotta was staring at me for like 30 minutes. It changed me, man.
Living well is decent revenge but the kind with catapults and fire is way better.
Hell yeah I wanna save a draft of that unaddressed email with nothing in the body.