
Me: If you pay a mime enough, they’ll talk
The other mimes at the protest: [visibly furious]
“If you could take one thing from a burning house, what would it be?” THE FIRE. I WOULD TAKE THE FIRE AND PUT IT OUTSIDE. Easy. Next.
Me: If you pay a mime enough, they’ll talk
The other mimes at the protest: [visibly furious]
Me: Can you call my phone so I can find it?
Teen: UUGGHH. Can’t I just text you?
Narrator: She found her phone. After 387 text messages.
*Gets on plane*
*Takes out earbuds*
*Untangles earbuds*
*Plane lands*
{In class}
ME: Uggh! When will I ever even need to know this?!PRENATAL INSTRUCTOR: Again, when your wife has the baby.
Having kids is great because you get to ask fun questions like why is there a volleyball in the refrigerator?
Some guy just smiled at me at the store and I didn’t know what to do; so I gave this half smirk, half confused look and I’m pretty sure he thinks I have gas
[the noise of everyone talking at a party randomly goes silent]
ME: i call hot dogs meat pickles
People obsessed with how much I bench need to #chill. It’s not like Coke publishes their recipe online for morrons to study.
Bill Withers: Ain’t no sunshine when she’s gone.
Twitter: *There is no
moses: watch me split the red sea in half
red sea: i’ve got a boyfriend