Started from the bottom and I’m still ain’t shit.

I think I’m emotionally constipated because I haven’t given a shit in months.

Your hoodie strings are uneven. Go home and get your shit together!

Does anyone know where I can get my shit together?

Thank God I have a cat. Who else is gonna shit in this box I have?

I’m going to be real pissed if I get my shit together and the world ends.

When Hulk wrecks shit he’s “incredible.” When I do it I’m “causing a scene” and “need to leave this place immediately.”

Wow, this person is full of shit. Oh, I’m on my own page.

People always tell me I’d be “late to my own funeral” like it’s a bad thing. They’d be lucky if I even showed up to that depressing shit.

Halloween is a big day for dogs who love to absolutely lose their shit when the doorbell rings.

Quit keeping your enemies closer. No wonder you feel like shit.

Dinosaurs are always described as “roaming” the earth, which is patronizing as hell, I bet they had places to go and important shit to do.

Bands are always like “here’s another song”. Yeah, no shit, that’s pretty much all you do.

Went fishing and actually caught a fish. So now I gotta deal with this shit.

You can always gauge my mood by the type of animal videos I share: sweet puppy videos or a cat smacking the shit out of someone.

Why do my kids have Veteran’s Day off, they haven’t done shit.

The secret to being a private person is to overshare dumb shit so people think you are an open book but then not tell them any of the important details of your life.

Christmas adverts: “Eat all the food! Drink all the drink! Spoil yourself! It’s Christmas!” New year adverts: “Look at what you’ve done to yourself, you fat sack of shit!”

Somebody needs to get my shit together.

I love that cats slap the shit out of everything they can’t understand.

I want to be a house cat and simply slap the shit out of anything in front of me that I do not understand.

Actually, this email could’ve been a meeting. We could’ve spent an hour on the clock talking shit and gossiping. Someone could’ve brought bagels.

Somebody just told me I was living the dream, I can assure you I have never dreamt of this shit right here.

People who own banana costumes will wear that shit to anything.

Stop normalizing things, we’ll run out of the weird shit.