After I make a horrible joke
Co-worker: “God, please pray for her.”
Me: “Wait… Who does God pray to?”
Co-worker: “I don’t know… but He needs help with you.”
I have clothes.
I have SO MANY clothes.
But I wore my soft green shirt yesterday to work and got it dirty. It’s the only shirt I recognize as a “clo” this week. Therefore, I have no clothes.
You have to understand, as an avid trinket collector, I am so happy we are now putting things like mini rubber ducks in cocktails that we can keep. “Drink-it’s” if you will.