WIFE: Can you give me a hand?
ME: We’re watching Paddington 2 now.
WIFE: Our daughter left the room like, 20 minutes ago.
ME:
WIFE:
ME: Paddington’s just about to escape from prison tho.
HIM: And a trillion dollars.
GENIE: Alright, cool, that’s your last wish.
HIM: Haha, thanks! Too bad wishing for infinite wishes isn’t allowed.
GENIE: Why wouldn’t that be allowed?
HIM: It’s… it’s one of the rules.
GENIE: I’ve literally never heard that.
me: hey check it out honey, I did all the dishes *I raise my hand up for a high five*
wife: *raises up hand, turns and starts waving raised hand to signal in a dump truck full of dirty dishes, which slowly backs up onto and then over my unresponsive body*
math teacher: you currently have a 55% in this class and you need at least 60% to pass
me: is there anything i can do to raise my grade?
math teacher: if you do this one assignment, i'll give you 10% extra credit
me:
math teacher:
me: i don't- is that going to be enough
that moment when you have 3 sleeping children and you're trying to quietly step between toys and then you stub your toes so hard that when you take off your sock and shake it, they all fall out
me: this paper towel doesn't even have half sheets, it's full sheets, like what is this, medieval times?!
911 operator: sir, this line is for emergencies onl- wait, it doesn't have half sheets?!