
I’m just a boy, standing in front of a printer wondering if he forgot to press something.
I’m just a boy, standing in front of a printer wondering if he forgot to press something.
I wish my refrigerator would quit opening my bedroom door, staring at me, sighing and walking away.
If a mass murderer on death row ordered a Klondike Bar for his last meal I bet it would explain a lot.
“The house always wins,” muttered Dorothy as she stared at the witch’s crushed body.
When you let grandma cat sit
Then:
Me: I want McDonald’sMom: Do you have McDonald’s money?
Now:
Mom: I want grandkidsMe: Do you have grandkids money??
my mother, staring down at my open casket: is that what you’re wearing
As a kid, I always wondered why my mom never wore the macaroni necklace I made her to work. And now I’m a mom and I’m like, Oh. OK.
Cop: My informant told me where the killer is
Chief: Nice. Did he give you a name?
Cop: No chief *frowns* my parents did that
If I had the money to get some work done, I think I’d have them start with the dishes.