Dear My Girlfriend’s Book Club
I am also sorry for not leaving when you all walked in, immediately noticed me, and asked me to leave. That was wrong, and I am sorry.
I am also sorry for not leaving when you all walked in, immediately noticed me, and asked me to leave. That was wrong, and I am sorry.
I could tell he wasn’t like our past professors. There was a glimmer in his eye, a look that seemed to say: “I have had adventures with horses.”
Quitticisim (kwit-??siz?m): The paralyzing decision to either delete or refresh Twitter every thirty seconds.
He repeated it while scribbling notes, carefully making sure he’d heard me correctly. “So you get home. The floor is lava. You take a shower?”
Standing on his tiptoes, he craned over their hunched heads, hoping to get a glimpse of the candidates.
Remove gravy from its place as the creamy binder of the American Thanksgiving and you have nothing more than a gelatinous meat gloop. Pass.
I hear people claim the internet is watching their every move, and I say "Are my moves not worthy?"
Forcing a dork to do all your homework for you and then not even turning it in, slowly introducing the concept of nihilism into their worldview.
Polls show that over 80% percent of people in their late teens have tried talking in a foreign language at least once.
“It’s been a long time since I burst into tears because a publishing house didn’t get its jacket copy before deadline.”
Instead of computer hacking, the heroine’s special skill is replicating the fruit bouquets from Edible Arrangement.
The Little Engine That Lost Its Medicare - After losing a spoke while transporting cargo, The Little Engine is no longer able to afford repairs.