Someone ripped the 5th month out of my calendar.
I’m dismayed.
One-liners, quick jokes, short-form comedy, and punchlines built for impatient degenerates from Chaotic Meh — organized so the algorithm can pretend this place has adult supervision.
Someone ripped the 5th month out of my calendar.
I’m dismayed.
When life gives you lemons, paint them up like hand grenades and hijack a plane to Cuba.
I think, deep down inside, little children want to be told the truth about Santa Claus. Why else would they stand in line for an hour just to sit on my lap?
I’d imagine that one thing worse than finding out Osama Bin Laden is still alive would be him coming back to work to find that you’ve been using his parking space all this time.
One of the perks of being a Pig Latin poet is that it’s pretty easy to come up with rhymes.
If Ohio is the birthplace of both aviation and rock and roll, I’d say they owe that Buddy Holly fella an apology.
I miss the holidays. It’s the only time of year when you can get away with telling people that the stain on your dress is really eggnog.