Post by Sleeves on Feb 17, 2014 0:53:44 GMT
Hey, I’m ‘culturally literate.’ I know who Miley Sinus is. I can twerk.
If you want to get anywhere in life, Rachel, you have to be an asshole.
I ship Rachel and Joseph Stalin.
I see a lot of people in shorts. Could it be that they’re going to warmer places? Are they migrating like birds? Are we those dumb snow-birds out there?
(His response to finding out there was a sick deer in our backyard) Dumb deer. Get out of my pachysandra. Don't die in my pachysandra.
Johnlock as in the philosopher John Locke?
I can’t empathize with people who do drugs. But I can empathize with those guys who kill their wives. Sorry, Kim.
Erik? Erik’s…what do you kids call it? ‘As gay as a rainbow handbag.’
Michael and I are going to do some manly father-son bonding. You know, fishing…and gardening.
Me: Dad? Mom’s scaring me.
Dad: I know how you feel, honey.
We have to go see my gay cousin and her gay partner for their gay wedding. And we need to buy them their gay present.
Michael, your smile is all joy. Rachel’s smile is pure evil.
Dad: When I’m not working I’m twerking.
Michael: Dad I didn’t know you could tw—please stop.
Also could’ve been called “Proof That I Take After My Father.”
Put it in therapy because I have no where else to put it. And I may need therapy after seeing my dad twerk.
If you want to get anywhere in life, Rachel, you have to be an asshole.
I ship Rachel and Joseph Stalin.
I see a lot of people in shorts. Could it be that they’re going to warmer places? Are they migrating like birds? Are we those dumb snow-birds out there?
(His response to finding out there was a sick deer in our backyard) Dumb deer. Get out of my pachysandra. Don't die in my pachysandra.
Johnlock as in the philosopher John Locke?
I can’t empathize with people who do drugs. But I can empathize with those guys who kill their wives. Sorry, Kim.
Erik? Erik’s…what do you kids call it? ‘As gay as a rainbow handbag.’
Michael and I are going to do some manly father-son bonding. You know, fishing…and gardening.
Me: Dad? Mom’s scaring me.
Dad: I know how you feel, honey.
We have to go see my gay cousin and her gay partner for their gay wedding. And we need to buy them their gay present.
Michael, your smile is all joy. Rachel’s smile is pure evil.
Dad: When I’m not working I’m twerking.
Michael: Dad I didn’t know you could tw—please stop.
Also could’ve been called “Proof That I Take After My Father.”
Put it in therapy because I have no where else to put it. And I may need therapy after seeing my dad twerk.
