You can add “cha cha cha” to any sentence you want without explaining yourself. Nobody really appreciates this.

Love it when you say or do some common sense thing and the other person has “file not found” written all over their face.

Shout out to all you people out there who get asked if you’re okay a lot even though that’s the only facial expression you have.

Why waste words or gestures when a raised eyebrow is enough to make a statement?

Don’t wait until you’re on your death bed to let them know how you feel. You may be too weak to raise your middle finger.

My sex face is the same as my first pee in three hours face.

I have a great poker face because I have no idea what’s going on.

I wish I loved anything as much as people love to say they are “thrilled” on LinkedIn.

I don’t dress for women. I don’t dress for men. I dress for the weather, mainly.

More dangerous than a lion that roars is a woman gone silent.

I love diss tracks because it’s basically two dudes going, “grr, we hate each other so much we’re going to take turns writing increasingly personalized poetry!”

Since emojis have been around, I finally have a rough idea of how women feel when they don’t know what to wear.

This pillow isn’t going to scream into itself.

That strange moment when you are trying to be serious, but then you accidentally smile.

You can put refrigerator magnets on your car, too. There are no rules.

If i had $5 for every time I said up yours to someone, my butler would be saying it for me.

I don’t know why hair extensions are exclusive to women, I want to look like a centaur.

Without freedom of speech we wouldn’t know who the idiots are.

I would like to thank my middle finger for always sticking up for me when I needed it.