It took three employees to help me complete “self-checkout” yesterday.

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

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”.

“I’m just playing devil’s advocate here.” Ok, why are you helping the devil?

We should all go into advertising and fix what’s going on with commercials. They need our help.

Does anyone know where I can get my shit together?

“Help us improve Instagram!” Nice try, fix your own damn website.

If you relate to me, get some help!

Wrapping gifts on the floor after 50: 1% holiday spirit, 99% figuring out how to stand up without calling for help.

Country music is for men who need a little help crying.

Apparently, throwing the remote against the wall didn’t help recharging the batteries.

Your pronouns should be get/help.

Liquor store clerk: “Do you need help?” Me: “Yes, but I decided to come here instead.”

Rudolph, with your nose so bright, help me find my phone tonight.

If you need time alone, just announce that you need help cleaning the cats litter box.

My wife just admitted a mistake. What do I have to do now? What does this mean for my future? Help me!

The problem with parental controls is I need my kid to help me figure out how to set them up.

I hope none of the people I vowed to “help hide a body” ever actually need my help.

LinkedIn: where you desperately hope that one idiot you had a drink with six years ago can somehow help get you a job.

Meetings are a wonderful way to help your employees take a break from being productive.

On the upside, my kids are helping with the dishes. On the downside, my kids are helping with the dishes.

“I’m sure it’ll turn up” – Translation: I’m bored of helping you look.

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

Lie about the gap in your resume. Tell them you had to help some Hobbits take a ring to Mordor or something.