jesus: ask me anything?
me: why is the word 'god' backwards 'dog'?
*jesus doesnt answer me because he's too busy licking his balls*
Max retweeted
[1st Date]
(Okay, don't let her know you're addicted to eating fruit)
Me: This is good
[2nd Date]
[3rd Date]
[4th Date]
[5th Date]
Her: Stop
Me: I've been really into Portlandia
Mrs Seinfeld: ooh I love that show it's so good
Seinfeld: but is it Seinfeld good
MS: shut up jerry
Me: now remember puppy you need to get red plastic cups for my party
*puppy hopelessly staring down long aisle of grey cups at the grocery*
Fish 1: I think we're meant for each other
Fish 2: it's like destiny or something
[buy 1 get 1 free tank at pet store]
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[DEATH ROW]
WARDEN: Last meal?
CON: Just a glass of lemonade please
*Drinks lemonade/Burps*
WARDEN: Pardon
[CON WALKS FREE]
W: SHIT
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[Ad shows dude getting out of bed before noon on the weekend]
*professional stuntman do not attempt*
[NASA]
Houston there is a problem, I repeat there is a problem
"WHAT DO YOU WANT?"
It's your attitude you keep making Neil cry
"Pussy"
"do you have a GPS? I think we're lost"
Check the glove compartment for a map
"Maps? How old are y…*startled by my globe collection*
*holds sea shell up to ear*
"Today's oceans sounds are sponsored by joes BBQ, where deliciousness floats free…"
*ocean sounds*
It's a bird. It's a plane. It's superman. Wait no it's a dragon. Fuck it's chasing me. Someone please call superman
"There is no God ONLY DANCE"
*then does a ballerina spin and uses the momentum to kick bible into fireplace*
I have 20 dream catchers
"20 dream catchers… wow are you a virgin"
*nervously* Who told you? Was it the dreams? One day I'll stop them
"Have you tried... not thinking about skeletons?" my therapist asks.
I look at her.
I look at the skeleton inside her trying to trick me.
[se7en script writers]
How about, what's in the bin
"No that sounds weird"
What's in the bag
"We're so close I can feel it"
Michael Jordan: I'm sorry they won't let you on the carousel son
Son: I know
MJ: I have an idea *picks up son and spins him on his finger*
Mom: Jonny is on the honor role
Dad: *looks up from newspaper* which one is Jonny again
W: you know…your only son
F: oh…the fat one




