
Me: I don’t care how cute you are, I will tear you to shreds if you don’t start cooperating.
Wrapping paper: *rips*
I wish I was Jean Claude Van Damme, not to be able to roundhouse kick my co-worker, but to bore him to death as I act out a scene.
Me: I don’t care how cute you are, I will tear you to shreds if you don’t start cooperating.
Wrapping paper: *rips*
I’ve been reading your Oscar tweets, and America should not vote on things as a general rule going forward.
I don’t think people in real life will recognize me from my avi. Usually when they see me, I’m not wearing sunglasses or clothes.
If you give someone some Beethoven CDs for a gift and they don’t like it, you can always take them Bach
At this point the virus has more names than a guy hiding from his wife on twitter.
i’m convinced the only british slang words you’ll ever need in life are tickety-boo & throwing a wobbly
Me: You’re going to disagree with this statement.
Wife: No I’m not.
Don’t talk to me about multiple universes I have enough trouble keeping this one running.
Wife: Go out for breakfast?
Me: Sure!
Wife: Ok, let me shower first.
*showers, dresses & puts on makeup*
Me: Where should we have lunch?
Too bad Bill Nye knows science because if he didn’t he could be Bill Deny the Anti-Science Guy