@FightMate
As a former professional videographer, here’s a quick tip for making better videos: OMG JUST POINT THE FREAKING CAMERA AT THE ACTION AND HOLD THAT SHIT STILL UNTIL IT’S OVER.
You’re welcome.
I saw a coyote in the woods today. I thought it was a dog up until it stopped, looked straight at me and opened an umbrella just as a boulder fell on its head.
When I take a shortcut that Google Maps isn’t showing, I want the voice to give me some acknowledgment like “Touché, nice route,” or “Hey, you really know your way around.”
My ancestors didn't walk out of the jungle, cross continents, interbreed with at least two other types of hominids, survive wars and plagues and cross an ocean for me to have to eat an untoasted bagel.
So I spit, “I’m poppin’ caps like you’re Old Yeller, just bendin’ spoons like I’m Uri Geller,” and my rap coach at the community college said I should work on updating my references.
Smoke was boiling out the window of the car in front of me at the red light. I jumped out, ran over and pulled the driver to the street. He said “That’s not fire, I was vaping,” and I said “I know,” and smacked him.
@IndichtyKeen
@Imposter_Edits
All rednecks claim without any proof they had a great-grandmother who was full or half Native American. The lore usually includes a description of a woman with high cheekbones and straight black hair, you know, Cher.
My net worth is somewhere between $4 billion and $575.89. A lot hinges on the current value of a Braves’ Bob Horner rookie card and whether a Chevy van in the backyard still runs.
@JadeJurek
@02deebo
My Evangelical relatives were upset I followed my mom’s wishes and had her cremated. Apparently, God can easily resurrect a buried, gutted corpse filled with formaldehyde, but can’t reassemble a container of ashes.
I’ve seen more than a few clips on paranormal investigation shows involving ghosts apparently sitting in chairs, so I guess you can still get tired after you’re dead. This shit never ends.
I fairly urgently need to know where my property lines are in three dimensions. Where does my airspace end, and how far can I bore into the earth's mantle?
On the trails you don’t use your real name. Hikers give you a nickname based on something that happened in the wild. In this world I’m Jerry, but out there, where I’m most at home, they call me Diarrhea.
Convenience fees... for paying online? Oh, you mean like where I magically zap money into your account at the speed of light without your paid staff having to touch, count or deposit it? Thanks, assholes.
I cut a lot of the sugar from my diet, and I'm feeling much more energetic. Like right now, I feel like I could fight any number of people at once for a cinnamon raisin biscuit.
Everyone clapped when our plane landed, and continued clapping, then we held up our phones until finally the pilot took off again and did an encore landing. We left satisfied.
I saw a sign in front of a house that said DRIVE LIKE YOUR KIDS LIVE HERE. There were a couple of little kids in their driveway, so I slowed down and yelled at them to stay the hell away from the road. It takes a village.