my pick up is Thursday. how about you?
I'm at college orientation and a janitor knocked over a metal trash can which made a loud noise. A father walks into the room and said, "A lot of trash talking going on in here!"
Nobody slams the Doors in my house
Him: I have blisters from my new shoes!
Me: that's not going to be your only agony of de feet!
Trash Talk.
Trash talk! (My little brother made this joke, I'm proud of him)
They were trash talking
Now it keeps trash talking.
So I hit her because no one talks trash about my mother, and then I hit myself because no one hits my mother, she then hit me because no one hits her son and then she hit herself because no one hits me, so I hit her because no one hits my mother
Trash talk
I told her they were talking trash.
I noticed a bird on top of our trash can tweeting away. i told my wife that he was talking trash.
Because he's always talking trash.
While we were eating lunch, one of the passengers asked if we would have to fish out any trash that fell overboard and my dad told him not to talk about his fellow passengers like that.
Me: I will be off by ten as long as the open top dumpster doesn't show up. Dad: I just got to town last night and you're already talking trash?
