I am so tired ever my tiredness is tired.

Honestly, I don’t even play an active role in my life any more. Things just happen and I’m like “I guess this is what we’re doing now.”

Let’s play a game called you bring me food and I eat it.

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

I just realized boobytrap backwards spells partyboob.

Sorry, boss, I can’t come in to work today, I’m gonna be playing outside.

Play your cards right and we could be wearing matching fanny packs this summer.

Everyone who got my kids board games for Christmas, when are you coming back to play with them?

To horses, hay is considered both a bed and breakfast.

Dry January is out. Sopping Wet February is in.

Your honor, my client would like to play on his phone for a little bit

Don’t date coworkers. Being the hot coworker nobody at work has a chance with is always the best role to play.

I will play my favorite song until the artist comes out of my phone to ask for water.

I see no action figures, puzzles, or board games. I thought you said you wanted to play with me.

Mood to play music louder than my thoughts.

Quickie so fast, it’s called secs.

Bro, you’re fine. You just need an impossible sequence of events to play out in perfect order against all odds and you’ll be fine.

Making fun of bands that only play 3 chords when I don’t even know what a chord is.

I put my music on shuffle then get mad when it doesn’t play the song I want.

Why call it a “step dad” when you could have called it a faux pas?