
I refuse to participate in scavenger hunts because it’s still murder to shoot people even if they were digging in dumpsters.
Interviewed a Canadian.
She has a Canadian accent & boobs.
She’s HIGHLY unqualified for the job.
She’s CANADIAN…& BOOBS. I hired her.
I refuse to participate in scavenger hunts because it’s still murder to shoot people even if they were digging in dumpsters.
She had a LITTLE lamb?
No way! I watched Mary make six trips to the buffet.
Me: You know, talking to yourself doesn’t make you crazy.
Me: I know, right?
Me: It’s a sign of advanced intelligence.
Me: High-5.
Me: Word.
Now I have 2 accounts a friend suggested I retweet myself when I’m bored.
Sounds like my sex life at the moment
*i finally get a girl over*
*dad rolls out from under my bed*
YO SON WHATA YA CALL A PIG WHO DOES KARATE?
“dad no”
A PORK CHOP
INTERVIEWER: under skills you’ve listed “gets jokes” ME: haha, very good. good one sir, haha
I love long walks on the beach with my girlfriend, until the Ambien wears off and I realize I’m dragging a stolen mannequin through the Taco Bell parking lot.
The number of Piña coladas I drank on vacation is this (my daughter doesn’t want to cruise with me again) many.
[showing my family to coworker]
This is a picture of my daughter & my cat. Mittens & Jack.
“You named your daughter Jack?”
Nope, mittens
Boss: Read me one of your funny tweets
Me: Not right now I’m working
Boss: Bahahahaha tell me another one