Daughter just wandered in after being put to bed and I hid the ice cream I was eating like it was a joint.
*walks in at 3am*
Wife: OMG, what happened?
Me: I was attacked.
[front door 5hrs later]
Neighbor: What happened to our inflatable Santa?
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Having a beard makes it easier to hatch a scheme, but it’s getting harder and harder to play on a public swing set by myself.
“Oh shit, I’m supposed to go find them…”
“The kids. We were playing hide and seek.”
-my husband, about 20 minutes into a conversation he and I were having
Cashier: find everything okay?
[comes back 5 hours later]
Me: [through the tears] i lied, i’ve been trying to find Kony since 2012
My 3 yr old puts himself in timeout whenever he doesn’t want to do something we ask him to. Pretty sure he just beat the system.
*I enter the bank and draw a weapon*
Teller: holy shit
Teller: you suck at art
Superman: Only one cookie left.
Batman: Rock, paper, scissors for it?
Superman: 1, 2, 3, GO!
Batman: *pulls out Kryptonite and eats cookie*
If I ever kill someone I’m dumping the body in a cemetery. Police will find it and be like “oh yeah this makes sense.”
Kinda miss the Jane Austen era where a man is driven mad by a woman’s hand being ungloved & yet oblivious to her heaving bosom falling out.
The average person swallows 30-50 feral hogs in their sleep every year.