Make adhesive great again
There should be confetti in tires so when there’s a blowout, it’s still kind of an okay day.
When I die, I’m going to donate my body to science. Maybe then I can finally get into med school.
I just rolled a fat joint. Too bad I’m obese and it was my ankle.
I hate when girls complain how they can’t find a guy, yet ignore me. It’s like saying you’re hungry when there’s a hot dog on the ground outside.
me as a parent