
Dear People who like me,
I appreciate every single two of you.
Good News: It wasn’t a colon polyp.
Bad News: somewhere, a craigslist escort is missing a press-on nail.
Dear People who like me,
I appreciate every single two of you.
*hires skywriter*
YOU CAN’T BLOCK ME
My grandfather told me that during the war he was exposed to irritants like pepper spray and mustard gas. Now he’s a seasoned vet.
What’s faster than the speed of light?
A female untagging herself from an unflattering photo.
True?
Him: You’re a DJ? I’m not one for dancing. I’ve got this leg, you see? I’ve had it since the war.
Me: How long have you had the other one?
[Getting back into van after museum heist]
Me: Hey guys did you know that Neanderthals buried their dead?
When the doctor told me I only had six months to live, I killed him violently with his own pencil.
Worked a treat.
Got me twenty years.
Wife: Go out for breakfast?
Me: Sure!
Wife: Ok, let me shower first.
*showers, dresses & puts on makeup*
Me: Where should we have lunch?
Wait til the people so excited about all-day breakfast at McDonald’s find out they can make breakfast at home whenever they want.