I’ve never been to hell, but I once forgot to buy batteries for the toys on Christmas morning. The sound is still ringing in my ears.

The world is in chaos, confess to your crush!

I would just once like to feel as powerful as a toddler throwing their sippy cup whilst sitting atop their high chair.

I look like a casual, laid-back guy, but it’s like a circus in my head.

Having children is like living in a frat house – nobody sleeps, everything’s broken, and there’s a lot of throwing up.

You can be having the nicest day and then you have to print something and you know your day is about to fall apart real fast.

The best way to enjoy your tea while the world is falling apart around you is to remember that the world has always been falling apart around you.

Does anyone know where I can get my shit together?

Current state of politics: The circus is on fire but the monkey is fine.

Spiraling out of control if anyone wants anything.

Be nice today, the world is on fire.

If I got possessed demonically, I wouldn’t even notice it. With everything else I’ve got going on.

At this point, I’m not sure if my house is a mess or my mess is a house.

Black Friday used to have heart. I wanna see someone get clocked for a Wii.

Children will see a neatly hanging dish towel and be like oh hell no.

Finally gathered all my thoughts and now they’re jumping me.

Being on Twitter right now is like playing the violin on the Titanic, except we are also making fun of the iceberg and the iceberg is getting genuinely mad.

If your cat has ever accidentally fallen into the tub while you were taking bath, you’ve known chaos.

The difference between the kids table and the adults table during holiday dinners is that there is much more screaming, crying, and arguing at the adults table.

Sometimes my toddler throws stuff on the floor and then shouts “OH NO” and that’s kind of like what politicians do.

My mind is like someone dumped the entire junk drawer on a trampoline.

Me, adding fuel to the fire: I’m just here to help.

I haven’t broken a mirror lately, but my water broke and I’ve had seven years of kids crawling into my bed.

My ducks may not be in a row, but at least they’re having fun. Your ducks probably hate you for making them line up like that.

The state of my house can best be described as “there seems to have been a struggle”.