Just rolled over for a cuddle.. forgot I’m single… fell off the bed.

There’s a disgusting pervert at the bar watching pornography over my shoulder.

Absolutely no reason for a single guy to be in a sunflower field. Get out of there, pervert!

When your parents are on a call and they ask for a pen, man, that pressure is real.

You can mess up big time letting someone know you have a printer.

Deodorant? No, I never need to buy any. People just give it to me. Complete strangers sometimes.

I don’t wanna meet your family, bring my plate to the car.

That’s me in the corner, that’s me in the spotlight, spreading goat cheese on a bagel.

The awkward moment when someone’s zipper is down and you don’t know whether to tell them or not.

I hate when I offer someone food and they accept it.

The first person to throw out bath water: Uh oh.

Thanksgiving ain’t been the same ever since my uncle pulled that gun out on everybody.

That awkward shopping moment when someone is standing in front of the items you need and you pretend you’re shopping for something else because they just won’t budge.

If you pass out in front of your kids they will either try to call an ambulance or use you as a trampoline. You just don’t know.

The best thing about living with my parents is being woken up four minutes before my alarm to be told my alarm is about to go off.

You’re in his DMs, I’m outside his window with a JBL speaker streaming Taylor Swift.

That awkward moment when someone gets angry at you for clicking a pen, but you have to click it one more time to use it.

If robbers ever broke into my house and searched for money, I’d just laugh and search with them.

Hobbies include fake smiling while waiting for people to stop talking.

Currently helping my husband look for his $20 I spent yesterday.

Everyone becomes a robo-dancer when the motion sensor faucet isn’t working.

My secret talent is turning any situation into a considerably more awkward one.

It’s been so long since I had sex last, went jogging in flip flops just to remember the sound.

It doesn’t matter how bizarre your situation is. Somebody on Reddit already been there, done that.

Everyone’s gangster until they need to pee.

Accidentally wore a blue shirt to Walmart and now I’m in the stockroom showing Sue how to use the forklift.

It’s amazing how music can transport you to another place. For example, this coffee shop is playing Justin Bieber, so I’m going to another restaurant.

Messed up and threw a surprise party for my minimalist friend. Now 25 of us are hiding behind the granite orb.

Is the elephant in the room with us right now?

I’m going spiraling, do you need anything?