I replied: 'Probably better to drive the car through.'
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Me: Running a little late, I'll be there in 10 minutes.
Dad: potassium
Jusy got a random text from her after picking up my son for the weekend.
Her: Hey, how much do used PS3'S run?
Me: Not a whole lot, they don't have legs.
No idea why I'm single. I'm fucking hilarious.
He sends me a text message with a picture of running water in our sink.
He texted me saying that he is done with his car. I ask if he was βdone fixing his carβ done, or β Iβm tired of this thingβ done. I said the latter as βit wonβt runβ he said, βit doesnβt run. it drivesβ
A few years ago my sister decided to iron her gym shorts without knowing that the fabric would melt under the heat of the iron, burning a massive hole in them. She texted our dad to let him know she'd set her shorts on fire.
His reply: 'good lord, how fast were you running?'
Still makes me laugh to this day.
Paul has a shitty life, his wife constantly berates him, his job sucks, his boss is a bully, his car is a shitty 85 ford pinto with a cracked windshield and is in bad need of a new transmission and to top it all off he's chubby, balding, and he has a small penis.
The only thing good in Paul's life is his friend Artie. Artie isn't the brightest bulb in the world, but he's always been there for Paul in the tough times. On October 5, 1953 Artie stood up for Paul against his bully in 7th grade. Artie got his ass handed to him at that time, but so did Paul. That incident resulted in a life long friendship. Paul and Artie went to the same High School together. They traveled around Europe that one summer in college. Artie was Paul's best man at his wedding. Everyone thought speech Artie gave was terrible, But Paul loved it Artie was his best friend.
Artie's life wasn't much better either, he never had the smarts for that great Job. In fact he was stuck in a dead end job as a construction labourer. Artie's car was pretty shitty too. Artie never married, but he was happy in the knowledge that at least he didn't end up with Paul's shitty wife.
For Paul's 46th birthday Artie was pretty broke, so all he could get his friend was a single lottery ticket. Artie being the sentimental guy that he was picked the date of the start of their friendship, and their respective ages (46, 45). Paul loved the present, and thought that the two of them should go to the Legion that friday to split a round of beers and listen to them call out the numbers.
On Friday they are both sitting there at the Legion having a laugh over a couple of beers when the cute lottery girl comes on the t.v. to read out the numbers. Paul pulls out the ticket and spreads it out on the beer stained table in front of them. The lottery girl starts reading out the numbers, 45, 10, 05. Both of Paul and Artie's hearts start beating, thats 200$ already. 53, Holy crap thats like a 10, 000 ticket. They both start losing their shit. 46....... Paul feints. He just won the jackpot. 37million dollars.
Two minutes later Artie finally revives Paul. Paul and Artie celebrate the night away, buy round after round for the people at the Legion and get absolutely shittered. They close out the bar and as the ugly lights come on they stumble blitzed, singing, onto the street arm in arm with the winning lottery ticket in hand and start the long walk back to Paul's place.
Halfway home, Paul comes to two drunken
... keep reading on reddit β‘Getting dinner ready an my father gives myself and my SO some garlic bread.
Dad: "so how's that garlic bread?"
Me: "good, although it's gone"
Dad: "so I guess you could call it gone-lic bread?"
Earlier that night texting him because we are running behind to come for dinner I text him: "sorry running behind, killed a fuse and need to pick up kitten food" His response: "As long as it didn't kill the kitten and needed fuse food!"
So my mom sent me a text asking if we had basil, thyme, rosemary, and sage. I didn't respond then she texted me again saying she's going to the store, and I need to check now. I texted her back 'I'm running out of thyme to tell you?' It's been half an hour and hasn't answered
So a friend of mine wanted to get her a Toyota 4runner for about the past 6 months. After that much looking and searching, she went to look at a new 4runner today. After looking at one with her dad for a while and valuing her mustang...they asked for them to hold it for a few days and they said sure thing!
A little while later, probably about 6... she gets a text from her dad "They sold the car." Upset, she went about the day waiting for dinner that night. Once we got here we hung out for a bit and ate! Her dad told her to go downstairs and get something. (I'm sure you know where this is going) She goes down stairs and finds her new car. She runs back up the stairs and says "I THOUGHT YOU SAID THEY SOLD IT!
"They did sell it! You never asked who bought it."
I texted my brother this morning about a story one of my co-workers was telling, Brother: Cool. I'm super busy today. Will be running around philly. Me: You should probably use your truck instead of running. It's been an hour and a half and he still hasn't responded. I'm feeling quite proud of myself for that one!
