Bill Gates, I Implore You to Connect the Dots and Give Me a Couple Billion
Despite being “Employee of the Month” at the Chili’s I work at, this pales in comparison to the abysmal feeling of not being a billionaire.
Despite being “Employee of the Month” at the Chili’s I work at, this pales in comparison to the abysmal feeling of not being a billionaire.
Our first date was straight out of a rom-com. Like, literally! He took me to Fenway Park, just like in Fever Pitch.
I do great with a dress code. You guys had me at matching outfits. I was in marching band all throughout high school, so I totally get it.
They don’t know how to tame the most popular coaster in Central Jersey. You do.
He is no longer the youth pastor you spoke with about the morals of masturbation too many times; he is the teacher that made you believe in bullying.
I only hope that our political prisoners will love the movie as much as LeBron loves the money he'll get from it.
Sometimes I go off trail and just run. Sorry to that chipmunk I trampled over but I have to bag all the peaks.
Simon says tell your neighbor you never touched her butt, and she must be imagining things. This is "gaslighting" and will come in handy someday.
My brother's birthday is on the 23rd. Find me an artisanal root vegetable farmer that delivers overnight to Thailand.
The main responsibility of any dad in a restaurant is to spout off a consistent stream of comedy gold. So many antics!
Any path, regardless of magic type, has one result?---social isolation and perverse obsession with colorful vests.
“Are you sure Mr. Wayne needs these titanium bomb doors to his---uh, what’s this room for again?” one worker asked.