Americans report rainfall linearly rather than volumetrically. We say we got a ‘foot of rain’ and mean 12 inches of accumulated rainfall. Yet when I say “we got three bellybuttons of rain” my husband says I’m “doing it wrong” and “stop being a creep.”
The closest humanity has gotten to telepathy is being able to text someone in the same room about something weird that other guy in the room just said.
My dog, every day while I’m making dinner: Hey, you know, I just feel like it’s been a really long time since I walked up beside you and put your fingers up my nose. Do you feel like that too?
Black Friday is the day you hear from every company you ever bought anything from since you were six. Hope you didn’t like your email account. Just burn it all down and start over.
Wait! Wait, I’ve seen this one... it’s where the one that escapes, Caesar, learns to speak English and leads a deadly rebellion against humanity or something. But this is fine. I’m sure this is fine.
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