I told them I wasn't going to give birth to them.
Because he told everyone to march fourth.
Bite me.
Via Sea-Section
Decalfeinated
My hand.
Bob, Bob, Bob, Bob, Bob and Ann
Poke him in the eye
A: A horse and rider.
They both slowly remove clogs.
WIFE: I just...sobbing...don't want the kids to suffer ME: Eels
sobs* Friend: Bad breakup Me: No. *wipes tears* My Instagram isn't working.