
A bee is willing to end it’s own life just to cause you a tiny amount of pain. I can relate to that level of pettiness.
A bee is willing to end it’s own life just to cause you a tiny amount of pain. I can relate to that level of pettiness.
[first day as furniture salesman]
Guy [inspecting bed]: nice, solid frame. Who makes it?
Me: you or your wife. Whoever gets up last really
Anesthesiologists are doctors who don’t like having to talk to people.
[working late]
ME: I’m starting to fall asleep.
CO-WORKER: When that happens to me, I slap my cheek really hard. You should try it.
ME: *smacks him in the face* You’re right, I feel better.
I’m having one of those days where I feel like the single soggy onion ring that somehow made it into an order of french fries.
This girl text me: “your adorable
I text back: no YOU’RE adorable
Now she likes me and I was just pointing out her typo…
[at wife’s funeral]
Son: At least shes in heaven now
Me: [delicately places hand on his shoulder] You don’t know shit about your mom
me: I pour my blood, sweat, and tears into every dish
health inspector: so you see why this is happening
Actually, Kara, love is an illusion created by chemical reactions. The most powerful force in the world is the invisible hand of the market.
Am I perfect? No.
Am I trying to be a better person? Definitely not.