Dating now is basically choosing which red flag you’re willing to tolerate.

They are all liars, so just pick the tallest and enjoy.

For a girl that loves sleep and hates stress, my career choice is questionable.

Why would I take the high road when I could take the psychopath?

Contrary to what we currently believe, we don’t choose afternoon naps. Afternoon naps choose us.

I don’t think astronauts should be allowed to come back. You made your choice.

I hate when people are like “you are so nice”. I’m ugly, I have no other choice.

I don’t want flying cars, I want the ability to start again from my last save point.

You can either have a nice evening or you can help your child with their math homework. You can’t have both.

Me: Please let me sleep! Brain: Nope, we have to stay up together and go over every bad life decision we have made so far.

I have been putting a lot of thought into it, and I just don’t think being an adult is going to work for me.

Please help my husband and I decide on dinner. We’ve narrowed it down to “It doesn’t matter” and “It’s your turn to choose”.

Go to Heaven for the climate, Hell for the company.

When people ask me what is more important, food or love, I don’t answer because I’m eating.

Spending all my money on lottery tickets so I’ll either be rich or poor, none of this wishy-washy stuff in the middle.

You learn a lot about someone when you marry them. For example, I learned I should have married someone else.

All the things I like to do are either immoral, illegal, or fattening.

Time is precious, waste it wisely.

People will make you sad but cheese will always make you happy. The choice is simple.

After careful consideration, I think I’d have way more fun if I was incredibly stupid.