one of my friends posted this on facebook; she found it in an article of the november 2009 funny times.
-Nothing sucks more than that moment during an argument when you realize you’re wrong.
-More often than not, when someone is telling me a story, all I can think about is that I can’t wait for them to finish so that I can tell my own story that’s not only better, but also more directly involves me.
-I totally take back all those times I didn’t want to nap when I was younger.
-Is it just me, or are 80 percent of the people in the “people you may know” feature on Facebook people that I do know, but I deliberately choose not to be friends with?
-Do you remember when you were a kid playing Nintendo and it wouldn’t work? You’d take the cartridge out, blow in it and that would magically fix the problem. Every kid in America did that, but how did we all know how to fix the problem? There was no Internet or message boards or FAQs. We just figured it out. Today’s kids are soft.
-I think everyone has a movie that they love so much, it actually becomes stressful to watch it with other people. I’ll end up wasting 90 minutes shiftily glancing around to confirm that everyone’s laughing at the right parts, then making sure I laugh just a little bit harder (and a millisecond earlier) to prove that I’m still the only one who really, really gets it.
-How the hell are you supposed to fold a fitted sheet?
-I would rather try to carry 10 plastic grocery bags in each hand than take two trips to bring my groceries in.
-I think part of a best friend’s job should be to immediately clear your computer history if you die.
-The only time I look forward to a red light is when I’m trying to finish a text.
-Was learning cursive really necessary?
-I have a hard time deciphering the fine line between boredom and hunger.
-Whenever someone says “I’m not book smart, but I’m street smart,” all I hear is “I’m not real smart, but I’m imaginary smart.”
-How many times is it appropriate to say “What?” before you just nod and smile because you still didn’t hear what they said?
-I love the sense of camaraderie when an entire line of cars teams up to prevent a dick from cutting in at the front. Stay strong, brothers!
-What would happen if I hired two private investigators to follow each other?
-While driving yesterday, I saw a banana peel in the road and instinctively swerved to avoid it…thanks, MarioKart.
-Obituaries would be a lot more interesting if they told you how the person died.
-I find it hard to believe there are actually people who get in the shower first and THEN turn on the water.
-Shirts get dirty, Underwear gets dirty. Pants? Pants never get dirty, and you can wear them forever.
-I can’t remember the last time I wasn’t at least kind of tired.
-Bad decisions make good stories.
-Whenever I’m Facebook-stalking someone and I find out that their profile is public, I feel like the kid on Christmas morning who just got that Red Ryder BB gun that I always wanted. 546 pictures? Don’t mind if I do!
-Why is it that during an ice breaker, when the whole room has to go around and say their name and where they are from, I get so incredibly nervous? Like, I know my name, I know where I’m from; this shouldn’t be a problem…
-You never know when it will strike, but there comes a moment at work when you’ve made up your mind that you just aren’t doing anything productive for the rest of the day.
-While watching the Olympics, I find myself cheering equally for China and the USA. No, I am not of Chinese descent, but I am fairly certain that when Chinese athletes don’t win, they are executed.
-There’s no worse feeling than that millisecond you’re sure you are going to die after leaning your chair back a little too far.
-I’m always slightly terrified when I exit out of Word and it asks me if I want to save any changes to my ten-page research paper that I swear I did not make any changes to.
-”Do not machine wash or tumble dry” means I will never wash this, ever.
-I hate being the one with the remote in a room full of people watching TV. There’s so much pressure. “I love this show, but will they judge me if I keep it on? I bet everyone is wishing we weren’t watching this. It’s only a matter of time before they all get up and leave the room. Will we still be friends after this?”
-I hate when I just miss a call by the last ring (Hello? Hello? Damnit!), but when I immediately call back, it rings nine times and goes to voicemail. What’d you do after I didn’t answer? Drop the phone and run away?
-I hate leaving my house confident and looking good and then not seeing anyone of importance the entire day. What a waste.
-When I meet a new girl, I’m terrified of mentioning something she hasn’t already told me but that I have learned from some light internet stalking.
-Why is a school zone 20 mph? That seems like the optimal cruising speed for pedophiles…
-It should probably be called “Unplanned Parenthood.”
-I keep some people’s phone numbers in my phone just so I know not to answer when they call.
-I wonder if cops ever get pissed off at the fact that everyone they drive behind obeys the speed limit.
-Even under ideal conditions people have trouble locating their car keys in a pocket, hitting the G-spot, and Pinning the Tail on the Donkey – but I’d bet my ass everyone can find and push the Snooze button from three feet away, in about 1.7 seconds, eyes closed, first time, every time.