We Are Not Friends
I hate you. Maybe not in a I hope you die kind of way, but in a I hope you develop an allergy to bacon kind of way. And ice cream.
You’ve got a friend in me
Real friends don’t get offended when you insult them. They smile and call you something even more offensive.
but mmooooommmmm
I’m trying to get my bridal registry ready, but my parents think registering at a liquor store is inappropriate.
SUPER COMMON SENSE MAN!
Common sense is so rare these days, it should be classified as a super power