Everyone is using AI to write business emails, texts, etc. At this point in time, we may as well just tell our AIs to talk to each other and then let us know what kind of deal they worked out.

Everyone thinks they’re a badass until seaweed brushes their leg.

Being a dog must be wild, everyone you meet is your masseuse.

Everyone tells me “take care”, but no one tells me why.

At the gym, everyone thinks exclusively about how little weight I can lift and how quickly I’m out of breath, because the world revolves around me.

Everyone is celebrating my vegan Bolognese sauce. The secret ingredient is minced meat.

Your honor, if it pleases the court, I brought homemade brownies for everyone.

Airlines be like: “Oh, wow. Oh, God. We didn’t think everyone would bring a bag!”

Everyone has their talents. Mine is picking the checkout line filled with people who apparently have never gone through a checkout line before in their life.

Opinions are like air fryers. Everyone’s got one and they won’t stop banging on about them.

Why does everyone always think that I know what I’m doing? Most of the time I watch myself in amazement and am curious to see what happens.

Do you remember when you looked through binoculars upside down and everyone was really far away? That was nice.

Everyone is awful in their own special way.

Problems are like balls. Everyone thinks they have bigger ones than you.

If I were God, I’d tell everyone that I created the animals and that I don’t know what happened after that.

Good morning to everyone except the baristas who don’t tighten the lid.

Aliens only abduct the people that are already nuts so no one will believe them when they try and tell everyone.

I hate when I grab a live wire and everyone sees my damn skeleton.

I like it when it’s raining, because I can hold my umbrella really low and it makes everyone headless.

If dogs ever learn to talk, I want everyone to keep in mind that mine is a big fat liar.