Wow, what a day! Did you get married in the delivery room?

Should I take your word for it?

A tax cut for me is just a tax cut for me, but a tax cut for the rich could make anything happen – maybe even a tax cut for me!

Nor does it say “Do not steep and savour for the rest of your life”

“My word, this excursion is quite the jocular exercise!”

I can believe that. Most women would rather have a date with a turkey baster than him.

“Why you gotta take a painting of every meal?”

“It’s a Krustybuuuuuuuurger!!!”

My brain while kayaking: “omg the house is a mess! Stop your worthless playing and get to work!”

My brain while cleaning said house; “omg you’re frittering your life away on meaningless chores! Go out kayaking!!”

My brain while playing games: “check behind the waterfall for loot!”

Same. First distro that was actually painless 10 years ago, and I haven’t looked back.

And apparently, no faith in Ron White.

Hell, I could go for that. Sitting on the tailgate, eating my can of pasta, watching the water flow by, no reports to finish, no quotas I need to meet.

The real jerks are the wasp queens who kick out the workers so they have to go begging at picnics.

This is why I’m confident that Han Solo is fine. Shaft’s ain’t shit.

Anub

I’d pick Anubis if I was a furry.

So…Anubis.

“Cat trucks on every corner!”

Right?! The perfect con for people who’ve been living under a rock for the last 3 years!

Diddy did it.

And when it comes to midnight munchies, why is it always cheese? I’ll be like, hey, let’s have a banana and my brain will say, “CHEESE. BLOCK. NOW!”

For me it’s Drs Becky, Anton and Sabine.

And also PBS Spacetime.