When someone starts a Facebook post with “there are no words…” You better get prepared because you’re about to read a lot of words.
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*standing in front of my girlfriend’s house, holding up boombox above my head* HEY CAN UR DAD FIX THIS FOR ME
My one-year-old niece has started saying “bye-bye” when she wants people to leave. Honestly, I’ve never been so influenced by a toddler before
It’s always the Great Wall of China, but I feel bad for all the other walls in China. They’re like
“Hey i’m a pretty good wall too.”
Hubs: * Hands me a broom* Make yourself useful
Me: Flies away
I put two pairs of cargo pants in my cargo pants pockets, just in case I need more cargo pants.
[God creating mosquitoes]
“I wonder how I could get everyone to spray chemicals on themselves and also slap their own faces.”
Pretend you’re a kangaroo by sticking a photo of your child out of the top of your trousers.
Does this dress make me look cat?
Me: I’m gonna go outside and stand in the field
Boss: Haha so we can say you’re “outstanding in your field”
Me: No I want to get hit by lightning
Moth 1: Such a great day for flying
Moth 2: No wind at all…perfect
Moth 1: Where should be go?
Moth 2: We cou-[semi-truck drives by]
Moth 1 (looking around): Hello? Stan?
I turn my phone off overnight. A 3am text either means bad news or drunk people, and both make more sense in the morning.
I already told you Mom I’m NOT high and I’ll be home at 10:70
To whoever started playing Jumanji in 2016, please finish your game. This is getting out of hand.
it isnt your fault that you are unhappy and unsuccessful. in my 6 week online course i will teach you the true reason why your life is bad: a witch cursed you with “misery orb” at birth. i will show you how to locate and extract the orb from your brain using household items
Me in my 20’s: Gotta steal this grocery cart so I can ride down a hill wasted
Me in my 30’s: Gotta steal one of these nice hotel hangers that also hold slacks
Death: this is the afterlife
Me: ugh there’s more?
The Moon: *shines through my window at night and doesn’t let me sleep*
[Next Night]
Me: *pointing a flashlight at the moon* haha take that you piece of shit
A good comeback when someone doesn’t believe you’re a time traveler is “Yeah well nobody cried at your funeral.”
There were times when there was only one set of prints in the sand, that was when I was out getting burritos
Reese’s Peanut Butter Cups are my birthstone.
Dad: No wonder your Twitter account wasn’t hacked
Me: You weren’t worried?
Dad: Not at all, you’re not nearly interesting enough for the hackers
[loud knocking]
“OPEN UP. IT’S THE POLICE!”
Me: Prove it.
“HOW?”
Me: Sing “Roxanne.”
me: *getting to class really late and hungover* ugh please don’t call on me
student: professor?
me: shit
Walking down the road last night, I passed an apple pie, an ice cream sundae, and a lemon cheesecake.
I thought: “the streets are strangely desserted tonight”.
“I do not negotiate with terrorists!” said me, everyday, multiple times a day, to my children.
murderer: run if you want to live
me: *starts sprinting*
murderer: not like toward me tho
The hardest part about people walking into my office, is convincing them that I have a cat when they spot the litter box.
I set my GPS voice to Mom, and now when I miss a turn, it says “Your sister wouldn’t have missed that.”
Just googled “unsolved murders in my area” because I have some extra time and someone has to solve these cases.
I want to give away free lab coats on the streets and turn our city’s homeless problem into its crazy doctor problem