Carl: where are you meeting the source is it the parking lot?
Bob Woodward: omg no
Deepthroat: likely you shall both be killed. I will be fine
Their boss: pair of no good lousy bums. You are both doing me a detriment
Bob: parking lot is where I go to jack it
There should be a word for when you are staff and you gossip loudly because there’s a customer you want to be friends with and talk to, and then a similar word for when you think you might be that customer
me directing the extras in a bruno mars video : ok so you are all like brunos friends who are gathered around him
one guy: like for his birthday?
me: yes great idea act like it’s his birthday
bruno: it’s not my birthday
Me: babe i’m lost
Me: in tunnels under lawn
Wife: Wearing your helmet babe?
Me: yep metal one u got 4 me :)
Wife: *audio message of metal detector beep* Think I found youu ;)
Me: 👷♂️👍
Me: i cant hear u digging babe
Wife: It was a big coin😳
Wife: *blurry photo of hub cap*
If I had been elvis I would have spoken to the colonel about the line “hunka hunka burning love” and pleaded with him. Please don’t make me sing that. Not again. Then he would beat me with an instrument