I would describe most of my social interactions at parties as “when you turn on the kitchen faucet and the water hits a spoon in the sink”

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“My nose is going to grow now” said Pinocchio, rending a paradoxical black hole in the fabric of space-time.


I have strict instructions to my husband that upon my death he has to put that “in memory of my beautiful wife” sticker on the back of his car or I’ll haunt him forever.

But who am I kidding? I’m going to haunt him regardless.


[leaving sushi restaurant]
WAITER: sayonara
ME: onara


One of my biggest fears is going to America and asking for a biscuit only to be presented with some weird scone type thing and gravy


Me: can I have a few extra days off over Christmas
Boss: it’s May
Me: sorry, may I have a few extra days off over Christmas


Absence makes the heart grow fonder, but my boss just gets mad when I don’t come to work 🙁


I found the felon who is responsible for your lost socks. Already convicted of other crimes. It’s the fitted sheet. You’re welcome


me: can we watch something besides basketball tonight

him: sure how about a movie

me: cool you pick

[halfway through Teen Wolf]

me: you tricked me


Cashier: do you need bags?

Me: do any of us NEED anything?

Cashier: sir, I have a liberal arts degree too

Me: plastic please


[blind date]

HER: I’m a big dog person

ME {trying to impress her}: My middle name is Clifford