The doctor looks at him and says, “Sorry, I don’t follow you."
Comment: "Well yeah! How the fuck do we get inside?"
He only has followers, not friends.
But he was 0K.
How do you breathe through that little thing?
Evidently he found out that Trump was in Peach twice.
But there is a 95% chance you won’t get it.
But it took balls of steel to make the first bearings.
Girl: why does every reference of Steve Irwin make me cry?
Me: Does it makes you cry “crocodile tears?”
No followers.
They’ll henceforth be known as YouTwitFace.
Found this on Twitter:
My pal, driving in fog, got pulled over. Cop says “What do we do when we encounter Mr Fog?”. My pal thinks “better humour him” so says “ We turn Mr Steering Wheel towards Mr Slow lane”. Cop says “No Sir, I said “What do we do when we encounter MIST OR FOG !”
Just read an amazing account of a 13th-Century siege.
The attackers killed the duke's son, knocking him from the battlements with a peasant's severed head fired from a trebuchet.
It was the first recorded instance of a serf-face-to-heir missile.
From Twitter.
It's called E-Lawn.
Credit to @TeslaHype on Twitter
The doctor replies : "Sorry I don't follow you..."
@mustfear
edit : thisnisna dad joke. not intended as an actual twitter handle search.
Pocket Lindts...
Credit: Twitter
A very proactive step to reduce the likelihood of anything else going viral.
It's the Wurst Käse scenario
Credit: Twitter, Bruce Lawson (@brucel)
In 2033, we will witness the rise of "Quaranteens"
Twitter only allows 140 characters.
Who is thinking outside the box now?
Credits to Twitter @Dadsaysjokes
“before I start, I would like to check if my mic is working..” “if your name is Michael, please stand up”
then a couple of guys stand up and he goes
“that concludes my mike check”
(I saw this tweet and just had to share it!) Click here for credit
1,920 Following 1,080 Followers
Doctor: I don't follow you.
the doctor says I don’t follow you
I don't follow you.
Found this gem on Twitter:
My pal, driving in fog, got pulled over. Cop says “What do we do when we encounter Mr Fog?”. My pal thinks “better humour him” so says “ We turn Mr Steering Wheel towards Mr Slow lane”. Cop says “No Sir, I said “What do we do when we encounter MIST OR FOG !”
Doctor: I don't follow you.
