Actually, I’m not all that competitive — and I’m always the first to admit it.
It’s so scary that I jumped into my racecar, screamed “I don’t want to be deified!” and went home to Mom and her new husband, Bob.
Buddies have sometimes taken a police car, but they not only didn’t get home, it was a lot more expensive.
You do, of course, remember when I first applied for the job.
These numbers will rise substantially when someone’s light bulb burns out, so they share it again to complain no one has changed it for them yet. (Yes, I purposefully went back and forth in putting spaces in “light bulb” — complaining about that part of the humor would make you a dim bulb.)
I’ll bet that’s where my car keys are too.
It also teaches children another important truth: the wrong words at the wrong time can lead to someone’s death.
I mean really: did they even hire an actual designer?!
Or should that be Monday the whatevernd? Well, happy Triskaidekaphobia Day.
Why worry about what someone thinks if you don’t value their opinion in the first place?