They have a bios opinion.
Three blind mice
I said “None. They all already have names”.
He teared up and said, “That’s my boy”.
What do you call an autobot breaking the law? Optimus Crime What do you call an autobot martini glass? Optimus Lime What do you call an autobot-made honey pastry? Crumblebee What do you call an autobot clock? Optimus Time What do you call the autobot that loses a bl? Fumblebee What do you call the autobot that wrote this list? Optimus Rhyme
Cuz the average student is mean
Everyone’s always counting on you
Dad got me with this one this morning. My Christmas present was a bag of mini cheeses.
Dad: "I got you this in the true spirit of Christmas."
Me: "What does Christmas have to do with cheese?"
Dad: "Are you kidding? Christmas is all about baby cheesus!"
But I probably shouldn't spread it
The difference is staggering.
Because it's always in the middle of something.
True story: I had a friend that worked at a bike shop and we would meet for drinks on Wednesdays and play darts. He told me about how he his boss has been on him for showing up late and leaving early, and today he was fired!
I gave him a look and saw that he was wearing a bike tube as a belt…
I asked if was fired for his a-tire…
It was a bit too soon, and I didn’t mean to inflate the situation.
...and as he looks across the road he sees a man with a giant orange head. The man with the giant orange head looks over and smiles, crossing the road to speak to the other man.
"I'm so sorry, "says the first man, "I didn't mean to stare at you!" "It's absolutely fine," says the man with the giant orange head, "Happens all the time. I bet you're wondering how I got this giant orange head." "Well, yes!" replied the first man. "Well...my grandmother died recently. She had been unwell for a long time and basically raised me as my parents had died when I was very young. She raised me alone as my grandfather had died before I was born. We didn't have very much but we were happy. I loved her very much. After her funeral, it was time to clear the house as it was rented and I wanted to move on anyway. I was up in the attic going through her papers and I saw this dusty old lamp. I lifted it, gave it a little rub and there was a huge flash. When I opened my eyes there was a strange looking man. It felt like he looked into my soul. 'I am the genie of the lamp' he said, 'and I grant you three wishes' I didn't believe him at first but deep within me I knew it was true. He asked me what my first wish was and clichéd as it was, I said World Peace."
"Hahaha...how did that work out?" asked the first man.
"Well, " replied the man with the giant orange head, "have you heard of any wars or riots happening in the last few days?"
"Come to think of it, " said the first man, "You're right. The news has been pretty positive! Wow! That's amazing. So what did you choose for your second wish?"
"I gave it a few minutes thought this time " smiled the man with the giant orange head, "and remembering how poor we were, I wished for an unending supply of money."
"Did it work??" asked the first man.
"It did!" replied the man with the giant orange head, "here's £10,000 from my pocket. Enjoy it, I've got as much as I want."
"Wow, thank you so much!" said the first man, "that's incredibly generous of you, I don't know what to say! Oh wait! What did you ask for for your third wish?"
"I wished for a giant orange head."
He did it for the kicks.
He said it looked like it had never been used!
(True story, that. Meaning that he said it. I'm guessing it's something he enjoys saying to people who he doesn't have to give bad or concerning news to.)
This was before I learned the true meaning of “safe sex.”
She asks me to bring it drop it off at the lab for her and I ask, “where do I drop it off?”
She says, “Go in the front door and there’s a little desk that you -“
“Don’t you mean a LITTLE STOOL!?”
... I hope you guys enjoy that as much as I did. True story happened today!
So my uncle picked me up from my boyfriends after work tonight, and asked how my day went. I explained to him that there was a snake and one of the dogs I take care of was protecting me and trying to warn me about said snake. This is how everything went down:
Uncle: it was probably a gopher snake.
Me: very true. We had a lot of them in Texas so I’m not too worried.
Uncle: you know, that’s how you ask for it.
Me: what do you mean?
Uncle: when you ask for something to eat you say ‘I could GO-PHER snake right about now’.
Needless to say we finished the ride with more horrid dad jokes.
I was at lunch with some friends today, and one left her cheese saying it was her least favourite. Another friend said that she didn't believe that a least favourite cheese was a thing - so I replied with:
"It's true - not all cheeses are created equal. I mean look at edam, that's made backwards!"
I was shocked!
So true story, I rewired an electric chain hoist at work today, and I followed the Wire diagram as it was laid out. But when I went to try it, I got a nasty shock. Turns out a customer had tried to rewire it themselves and swapped the ground and the live wire in the controller... mean practical joke? I don't know. But it woke me up!
One day my dad & I were driving home from fishing and a Neil Diamond song was on the radio. My dad said, "This is actually an impersonator called Neil Sapphire." I immediately responded, "Don't you mean Neil Cubic Zirconia?" His groan was priceless to me back then, and I'm waiting for the day my son will do that to me.
(true story from ~30 years ago)
An old guy yells from across the room, "If your check says China, it don't mean vacation!" True story.
I was out at dinner with my parents a few nights ago, though I'm only getting around to posting this now. For some background, my mom is basically the nicest person in the universe, but my dad, brother and I are all capable of being assholes on a whim as long as we think it would be funny. This came up in conversation, and we got the following exchange:
Mom: I don't understand how you can be so rude when you live with me.
Me: You're too nice. We have to balance you out.
Dad: We're regressing toward the mean.
It actually wasn't all that bad at first. He didn't over-enunciate "mean" or anything. It really only became a true groaner once he added the ultimate joke killer:
"Get it?"
