I threw my bra on stage at a concert once. It landed somewhere in the flute section.
“I’ll never forget you Jack”
“Can I float on that wood too, Rose?”
“I’ll always remember you”
“Seems like there’s room for–”
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My second account is trying to drive a wedge of suspicion between me and my Twitter crush.
GROUND CONTROL: Major Tom how you doin’ up there?
MAJOR TOM: Floating in a most peculiar way. The stars look very different today…
GROUND CONTROL: *hits mute button* Again with this guy. *releases button* That’s great. How ’bout we run through some flight diagnostics?
Have single guys scared of the “Friend Zone” even heard of long-term relationships or marriage?
Not a catfish. Just behind on my lip waxing.
Imagine being the kid that got cut from the team on Air Bud because they had to make a roster spot for a golden retriever.
*trimming the tree
Tree: K, but I wanna keep the length.
Hot people celebrate the new year in nightgowns and caps with tiny candles on plates & retire to their chambers at exactly 10 PM so they can go “honk shoo, honk shoo, mi-mi-mi-mi.” All hot people do this.
Star Wars (1977): A wounded warrior overcomes severe burn injuries to build a massive empire only to see his estranged son destroy it.
Policeman: Name please?
Woman: Cheryl Cole
Policeman: Your FULL name
Woman: (quietly) Chernobyl Coleslaw