Whats O07s kink?
Bond-age.
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Enter password:
“ScoobyDoo”
sorry password must contain a special character
ScoobydooFeaturingBatman
I need to go to jail for about 18 months to catch up on all my reading.
Thanks to smartphones, the toilet has been transformed from a place of quiet reflection to my remote business command center. I’m not avoiding work. I’m literally getting shit done.
Why is it called taking a shit and not de-deucing?
4 told me we were playing hospital, and then told me to wait because she had to go get her cash register. Even at that age, they get it.
my kids just finished a game of monopoly without fighting. they’re playing it wrong.
Am I religious? Not really.
Am I praying nobody else pukes tonight? Lord yes.
I’m going to go to the gym and then to eat a Doritos Loco Taco, because I like to keep my body guessing whether or not I hate it.
Me: hey, I like your tummy
Marsupial: thanks, it has pockets
Them: Can I ask you a personal question?
Me: *bursts into flames*
Fun Prank
1.) Go to Yoga class
2.) Compliment some people on their mats
3.) Unroll 20×25 oriental rug.
To stay safe in a fire, remember the acronym “DBOF”:
Don’t
Be
On
Fire
In the autumn there are two types of creatures who collect acorns: squirrels and toddlers.
“Only God can judge me”
People who’ve never been to
Whole Foods.
Imagine going on a date with someone holding a fish in their dating profile picture and when you get to the restaurant it’s just a salmon sitting there waiting
Please no more tweets from critics that are like “Wow, just watched an embargoed TV show. But I can’t tell you which show or whether the wow is good or bad.” What are we meant to do with these tweets. This is what texting your colleagues is for
Friend from college: Hey! You remember that time…
Me: No
North West: Daddy what were you famous for?
Kanye: Rapping, Son. North West: mommy what
were you famous for? ((awkward silence))
Son: daddy what happens to our poopy when we flush it?
Me: our poopy collects in what’s called a septic tank where it forms with all our other poopies to become one giant poopy monster waiting on our command to rise and destroy all our enemies.
Wife: okay no.
My tiny son awoke with this thought, “Mommy, my dream was glitching. Why my dream was glitching?”
*scrolls Netflix for The Matrix
It’s time.
Stomach: I am starving. Feed me immediately.
Me: I’m at work, man, can’t right now.
(one hour later)
Me: Cool I’m finally on break, let’s eat.
Stomach: Gross
We have haunted loft which is problem attic.
I got pulled over ONE TIME when my daughter was with me and now whenever she sees a police car she says her own special little prayer of “please god let my mom drive normal”
I accidentally left two bags of broccoli in a 90 degree car for 3 days and boy does it smell like I left two bags of broccoli in a 90 degree car for 3 days.
[hospital]
“Will dad ever wake from his coma?”
WIFE: Of course dear [loudly] LET’S GO HOME TO ORGANIZE & RE-ARRANGE HIS TOOLS
DAD: I’M UP
cashier: would you like a receipt?
me: . o O (if someone is being murdered right now it would be my alibi but if someone gets murdered in the store they could pin it on me)
cashier: well?
me: I want to talk to a lawyer
Phone rang. Caller ID said FUTURE US. I determined that it was me calling from the future to give myself important information. I answered and it was indeed me, but I was only trying to sell myself aluminum siding.
You don’t see many dog librarians. Probably because of the barking.
*Superman saves the city by throwing a nuke into the ocean*
Crowd: Yay!!!
Aquman: Dude…
If you are what you eat I’m a small family of ladybugs 🙂