Since then I've become a very illegible bachelor
I was the most illegible bachelor in town.
No one expected the Spanish Ink Position.
He replied, βDammit! Some assholeβs got my pen!β
http://imgur.com/C5p5it9
sitting in a coffee shop with my girlfriend and 4 yr old daughter. kid's looking at the letters on the coffee cups
Kid: Daddy, why are the letters all smooshed together?
Gf: It's called handwriting.
Kid: What's the last letter? I don't remember it...
Gf: It's an "S". Do you know a word that starts with S?
Me: Shit.
Gf: And why, of all words, did you use "shit"?
Me: I'm speaking in cursive
Gf: ΰ² _ΰ²
The whiteboard is always a mess from the previous class and every week my lecturer has been getting more and more annoyed that the previous guy doesn't clean the board after use.
This morning as he begrudgingly stepped towards the board he sighed and asked the heavens, "when will be the day that I stop having to wipe this board?"
I said to him, "I think the writing's on the wall Professor."
I got one cackled laugh amongst many groans
I was sitting in his seat talking to my mother/grandparents for a bit when an idea hit me. So after some brief set up, I went searching for dad.
Me: I really like the small touches they added, like the personalised messages on the table placements
Dad: What?
Me: You know, the name tag to show where people are sitting
Dad: Yeah, I know what you're talking about, but there's no message on them.
Me: Yes there is! It's on the inside of them, just have to flip them over to read it
Dad: I'm telling you, there's no message on them!
Me: I absolutely guarantee that there is a personalised message written on your name tag!!
So, determined to prove me wrong we go inside to his table and he flips over his name tag to find, in my handwriting, "told you so".
