Neighbors are fighting. Can I knock on the wall and ask them to speak up so I know whose side I’m on?

I would like to thank my arms for always being by my side, my legs for always supporting me, and my fingers, because I can always count on them.

I would like to thank my arms for always being by my side. My legs for always supporting me. And my fingers because I can always count on them.

Your pronouns are “side/chick”.

Blocking isn’t enough, I hope your pillow never has a cold side.

The more you embrace your crazy side, the more fun life becomes.

The grass is only greener on the other side because of all the bullshit on it.

If you want to know who the bad guys are, it is the side who wants you arrested for memes and jokes.

Crazy that caffeine has no short or long-term negative side effects. Just a super drug from God.

Tiime isn’t on my side, it’s on my face, wrinkling my forehead.

My dog sure does give a lot of side eye for someone without a job.

And then there are people who can only sleep on their back because their pea brain could slip out of their ear if they lie on their side.

My goal for this year is just to make sure the aliens know I’m on their side.

If I was a priest, I’d make my side of the confession booth really big so I could run around.

I get it, drug commercials. I too like to dance while I describe all my side effects.

If you ever get attacked by a shark, just be a good sport about it and let it eat you. Hey, look on the bright side: It’s a rare occurrence, so you’re special.

The Secret Service was chasing me but I painted a tunnel on the side of a wall and they all ran into it.

I have consumed so much potato salad the last couple of days, I’m sweating mayo.

The cool side of the pillow just stole my boyfriend.

My Mom say that everyone has a beautiful side, so I guess I’m a circle.

I just finally discovered what’s wrong with my brain: on the left side there is nothing right and on the right side, there is nothing left.