Been there, done that. Then, been there several more times, because apparently I never learn.

Netflix and chi…cken nuggets.

No matter how old you are, an empty Christmas wrapping tube is still a fun thing to bonk someone over the head with.

Just because it’s a bad idea doesn’t mean it won’t be a good time.

If you have a Roomba, but don’t dress it up in little outfits, then what are you even doing?

I want to make fun of Kanye but I’m always losing my shit on the internet too.

Good morning, especially if they tried to make you go to rehab and you said “no, no, no.”

Life is short, flirt with me!

Spell your crush’s name backwards, mine is yenom.

My hobby is misidentifying dinosaurs so my daughter can correct me.

My son is teaching himself Christmas songs on the trumpet, proving things can be both beautiful and annoying.

Drinking at home is convenient, sure, but it’s nothing like the experience of leaving the pub feeling fifty bucks lighter.

An agenda reveal party, where I surprise everyone with all the things I hope to accomplish this weekend.

I’m so old I remember when a hashtag was called a pound sign, and we played tic-tac-toe on top of it.

Guy inventing jogging: how can I suffer, but with music?

I miss making out in public and making people feel uncomfortable.

I wish the homes of all my friends were connected to mine by secret underground tunnels.

“What’s something you’d tell your younger self?” You can have ice cream for dinner, nobody will stop you.

If you don’t laugh at my jokes then I will.

Don’t study, get slutty!

Honestly, shopping beats therapy, anytime. It costs the same and you get a dress out of it.

My goal was to look good in a bikini this summer, but the call of the barbecue is stronger.

I eat cake because it’s somebody’s birthday somewhere.

I wonder if it’s possible to swim from one end to the other in a pool filled with mashed potatoes.

I don’t mean to brag, but I put together a puzzle in 1 day and the box said 2-4 years.