Presumably, if you had a time machine, you could just kill young adult Hitler. The baby part seems gratuitous.

Time machine? You mean a clock?

My body is a machine that turns pizza into diarrhea.

Not trying to brag but I just beat the high score on this blood pressure machine.

It’s scary when the washing machine spins really fast.

When the blood pressure machine comes out for one person, the whole family has to get involved.

I’m convinced the washing machine is a portal to another dimension for socks.

Sorry I’m late, I believed the washing machine when it said it only had one minute left in the cycle.

Self-checkout is amazing for introverts until the machine breaks and two employees have to come fix it while you wait.

Born to be a frolicker of the forest, forced to be a cog in the machine.

Do you think the washing machine and the dryer are actual friends or just work friends?

5pm on a Friday: call me a McDonald’s ice-cream machine because I’m not working.

Hey boy, are you my washing machine? Because neither of you know how long 10 minutes last.

The best thing about work is the coffee machine and the drive home.

Shouldn’t it have been called the ‘not answering machine’?

They’re putting me through the penny flattening machine at the zoo.

I used to work at McDonald’s and we only told ugly people that the ice cream machine was broken. So I have bad news if you were ever denied ice cream.

My body is a machine that turns traumatic experiences into 10 likes on X.

I will never understand why our washing machines feel the need to lie about how much time is left. If you need more time, just let me know, that’s fine.

A massage is not enough, I need to be rolled through a pasta machine.