His condition is said to be improving, but he's not out of the woods yet.
He responded “Doesn’t work”
It’s what he would have wanted.
I have a hunch it might be me.
Because it’s the only way they’ll ever get love.
Because the youth in Asia.
None, they just shoot the room for being black
then that’s hair loss
We are going to tell them at dinner tonight.
The odds were against me.
Sometimes he even laughs.
He's going to be the new CE-Oh, yeahhhhh!
Otherwise it would have been called teethpaste
My brothers and I went to see dad at work
Dad: *Sees us from a distance* Did you bring me a snack?
Me, an idiot: I'm right here lol.
Dad: I wanted something healthy.
https://youtu.be/W056yaT-OUo?t=37m57s
enjoy!
...but Quasimodo has a hunch.
I said, , "That's Savage."
Carl had this calling card of his. When he was nearly done burgling a house, he would put a brick inside the victim's washing machine, and switch it on. The washing machine would destroy itself, and the owners would know that the perpetrator could only be Carl.
Carl's number eventually came up, when he burgled a house with three savage guard dogs. They put an end to his burglary career.
I guess you could say, washing machines live longer with Carl gone.
I said, “That’s a little Savage.”
I am currently in a intercultural communication class in college. Because its the beginning of the semester we always have to do some goofy activity and because the class is about culture everyone would tell something interesting about theirs. So this little Asian kid in class starts talking about customs growing up. He says how when he was little he remembers his father farting, and his dad asking why he is not clapping "in this culture you clap after your father farts." The whole time hes telling this I am thinking...no way...this dad is a savage. I kind of got a feeling he was starting to pick up on it, he started talking slow and thinking about it. Long story short: he clapped after his dad farted presumably for years, practicing their culture. What do you think?
Today at lunch I dad-joked my wife.
wife: There was this guy who would come into my work, James Savage-
me: Oh, was he related to Randy?
wife: blank stare
me: ...Macho Man Savage?
wife: flared nostrils/large sigh/continues her story
