The ones that made me shake with repressed laughter in my silent office yesterday:
I don’t get it. We have a trailer, a scooter, what seems to be a man taking a sh*t, shopping carts not in the cart return. I guess I’m just not looking hard enough.
Now that’s a titty!
From what I can tell, you like playing soccer while lifting weights and fishing?
Nothing says “I’m good with children” like a pink hat/hair combo and a toddler’s Hannah Montana t-shirt stitched onto your own creepy shirt. He wants to know if you need him to babysit on weekends.
Dear young females out there, remember when your parents said you would regret that lower back tattoo because it won’t look sexy when you get older; this is what they meant.
*goes to the bathroom to laugh*