Apparently I’m bad at dealing with change.
They're shelf-ish.
It could not hold it together.
It remained stationery
So I can have a balanced breakfast.
I was let go after I paid for bale.
I'm ok though, just soft tissue damage
I went up to the manager and asked why did he still have those and he replied “oh.. those are hard-to-sell-sir”
Walking around saying “yeah inflation is crazy now huh?”
My next poop could spell disaster.
He said it was his life savings.
“Hey!”
When it's a plankton!
But I’m just grasping at straws here.
I have back issues.
A deck of carbs!
I ate an entire deck of carbs!
She gave them back with a puzzled look. I informed her we just exchanged words.
Me: Dad, do you need these?
Dad (with a shit-eating grin): YES! In fact, I was going to put them in the bank. Then it would be a pole vault!
Bonus rebuttal! My husband (not a dad): Look, do you want us to help you or not?
One was broken I said "that's a pane" many groans were exchanged
