...then we'll be C6.
It's a scatter plot.
They're clockwise.
Two guys were standing in front of me while waiting in line for the pharmacy. One begins making small talk about the weather:
"I hope the rain keeps up!"
"Huh?"
"So it doesn't come down!"
Groan
Saturn Uranus.
Lunch is on me.
That came out of nowhere.
He only preys on weak knights.
...just kidding, they know better.
A clipboard and pen
I re-Lent-ed
I read that somewhere.
It was exactly what I expected.
If a mother laughs at dad’s jokes, we have guests.
After a good dinner and a bottle of wine, they retire for the night, and go to sleep. Some hours later, Holmes wakes up and nudges his faithful friend.
"Watson, look up at the sky and tell me what you see."
"I see millions and millions of stars, Holmes," replies Watson.
"And what do you deduce from that?"
Watson ponders for a minute.
"Well, astronomically, it tells me that there are millions of galaxies and potentially billions of planets. Astrologically, I observe that Saturn is in Leo. Horologically, I deduce that the time is approximately a quarter past three. Meteorologically, I suspect that we will have a beautiful day tomorrow. Theologically, I can see that God is all powerful, and that we are a small and insignificant part of the universe. What does it tell you, Holmes?"
Holmes is silent for a moment. "Watson, you idiot!" he says. "Someone has stolen our tent!"
They got bored and called it a day.
He took a gander.
I thought it was an astute observation.
I'm very observant.
I guess that means I'm calling in Sikh.
He asked if they needed to go into quarantine!
(UK just asked everyone coming in from France to observe 2 weeks quarantine)
An older man wearing a stovepipe hat, a waistcoat and a phony beard sat down at a bar and ordered a drink. As the bartender set it down, he asked, "Going to a party?"
"Yeah, a costume party," the man answered, "I'm supposed to come dressed as my love life."
"But you look like Abe Lincoln." observed the barkeep.
"That's right. My last four scores were seven years ago."
" You know my method. It's founded upon the observation of Trifles. "
all the math teachers were pregnant at my middle school, and i remember asking my dad why.
dad: "because they like to multiply"
If Schürrle was a player instead of a player he'd be André "don't call me" Schürrle.
So I love this subreddit, it gives me new material and it gives me the opportunity to help my fellow fathers.
I have a question though, who else, aside from me, pictures the dads that comment and submit posts, as the dads who wear the typical dad attire? I mean the button up hawaiian shirt, kakhi shorts, and a drink in their hand, with a s**t-eating grin.
Quick backstory, my Dad was rushed to the hospital last night with an acute pericardial effusion. Of course, we didn't know the cause at the time, so when the Doc came into my Dads room in the ER to tell him what's going on and what they were going to do, emergency surgery, this is how the conversation went...
Doc: Mr FloatyMcBoatFace's Dad, You have fluid building up around your heart, an Acute Pericardial Effusion, and we have to go to surgery right away to get that fluid out of there.
My Dad: Well, good thing it isn't an Obtuse Pericardial Effusion...
The entire family groaned. The Dr and Nurse couldn't help but laugh after a few seconds of what I assume was shock.
Anyway, he seems to be doing fine, he's still in the hospital under observation though.
It leaves squid-marks.
Ten tickles...
I just opened the oven and there were loads of tiny people dancing to techno.
It was a micro-rave.
I'm sorry
A detective was called to a man's house to investigate a death. The man took the detective to his backyard and there was a dead rabbit lying there with a half eaten egg toasted sandwich and a half eaten cheese toasted sandwich. The detective quickly observed this and said to the man. "It seems to be a case of Myxomatoasties.
A: That would be an ass-toot observation.
Scrambling, they look outside and see a bear, standing on its hind legs.
"Roar!" the bear growls.
They begin to run away into the woods, but the bear doesn't give chase. In fact, it's still standing there, looking at the tent.
"Roar!" the bear growls.
They stop and watch but it just keeps standing there. They inch closer, but no reaction.
"Roar!" the bear growls.
They summon up all their courage and approach to within inches. No reaction.
"Roar!" the bear growls.
"I think this bear might be broken," observes the son.
The dad nods. "I think that bear's repeating."
An ass-toot observation
He only preys on weak knights.
The results were exactly what I expected.
The results were exactly what I expected.
Just an observation.
