In a massage chair at the mall just moaning really loud.

My secret talent is turning any situation into a considerably more awkward one.

I have a complicated relationship with push/pull doors.

It’s been so long since I had sex last, went jogging in flip flops just to remember the sound.

I don’t flirt, I just say weird things and hope something sticks.

I would pay extra for a dental hygienist who was comfortable with silence.

I said “cool tattoo” to be nice not because I wanted to hear the 45 minute origin story.

69 but we both just farting.

My signature move is waving at someone who is waving at the person behind me.

First date idea: you rescue me out of the tree I got stuck in while looking through your windows.

I love making the whole conversation so awkward that the most anyone can say after is “so yeah…”

Nothing is more awkward than trying to tell an online joke to offline people.

Sorry for being so cringey and awkward. It will definitely happen again.

The date abruptly ended over a disagreement on how to pronounce Gnocchi.

I put my pants on just like everybody else: when the police tell me to.

To the knife wielding psycho who walked in on me in the shower; I’m sorry you had to see that.

I suck at flirting. I be like “is that so?”

It’s really hard to come back after a poorly executed high five.

Self-checkout is amazing for introverts until the machine breaks and two employees have to come fix it while you wait.

Hosting Thanksgiving? Bring up politics so everyone will leave early.