We will meat again!
His name was Mr.Takeout (before he killed himself with a mysterious bullet to the back of the head)
I stared dead at them, pointed, and said "This means War!"
He was finally doing the reading for his history class. "Did you know that Bin Laden was planning to blow up monuments in other American cities?"
"I bet St. Louis was next on his list," I nodded.
"How'd you know that, Dad?" he asked in surprise.
"Well, he was our arch-enemy."
It was the Arch.
A boy is resting on the trail back to camp as his dad waits for him and as I am walking by this happens...
Dad: "So when we get back to camp remind me to spray bug spray around your boots."
Son: "Why?"
Dad: "So that the ants wont climb up your pants and bite your candy ass."
It's my arch nemesis.
They're my arch-nemesis now.
Because of the higher-key
I work at a supplement retail store and usually greet people with "Hey! How are you today? What brings you in today?" and usually people will just tell me what they are looking for. So, I did the same thing to a man ~50 years old today, but instead of the usual response I get, he just responded with "My feet."
10/10. Would be dad-joked again.
Knock knock.
Who’s there?
Arch.
Arch who?
Bless you.
Your arch memesis.
What do you call an upbeat, positive robot?
Optimistic Prime
Oh no! My arch nemesis!
