
I’m opening a Japanese restaurant for depressives.
It’s called “Miso Sad.”
I’m opening a Japanese restaurant for depressives.
It’s called “Miso Sad.”
Give me a break, ouija board. I don’t need to know who was killed in this house. Just tell me how the murderer got away with it.
I just want to apologize to all the guys I dated BEFORE I started using Prozac.
And to their wives. And their local fire departments.
If a shark attacks you, punch him in the nose. And if that doesn’t work, use your severed arm to tickle his belly.
Sorry I changed your ringtone to Salt-N-Pepa’s “push it” and called you a bunch of times during your colonoscopy.
I found a lost dog whose tag said 905-555-4598. Who would name a dog that?
Coworker: It’ll either work or it won’t.
Me: Yes. Those would be the two possible outcomes.
dentists and waitstaff go to the same class called ‘When to Ask Questions’
Stretching and yawning at the same time might not look so sexy but it looks like you’re a Pokemon evolving so that’s cool.
Thanks to Twitter, rock bottom now has a waiting list.