When I was a kid, my mom either bought or was gifted a little plush snowman that would say "Happy holidays! Happy holidays!" When you squeezed it. It would maybe get squeezed a few times in December and then put in a bin until the following year. No one ever changed the batteries and it still worked each year for many years. Then it started to run out of juice. And slowly over each year it would sound more and more demonic, but it always played at least once before running out of power. It's now been more than 25 years and we still check it each year to see if the demonic snowman is still alive. I'm not sure it will ever die if it was never alive in the first place...
That's a whole green olive... But still.
And that's why, as a Midwesterner, I proudly put black olives on my tacos. And it's tastes pretty damn great!
I KNOW WHOOOO I WANT TO TAKE ME HOME
I've been thoroughly enjoying these memes. They remind me a lot of when shittymorph would get you with the undertaker bit. Except now I'll be looking at cool science charts that are genuinely interesting only to find someone snuck in a sneaky Saddam.
90% of my job is making finalist presentations for our sales department. The amount of times I receive the power point they put together and half the text is bold... I always think of that scene from The Incredibles. When everything is in bold... nothing is.
SOMEBODY GET ME A JUMP ROPE STAT!!!!!
JD Vance is a closeted childless cat lady pass it on
Not 3 years ago, I had a landlord who was very low key and hands off. This was great in the sense that we could do whatever we wanted to the apartment and he wouldn't care, but we had to write him an actual check each month. Considering this apartment had everything we wanted with all the sprinkles for an incredible price, I was totally down to write a physical check if that's what the guy wanted. Plus you can typically get your bank to write and send checks automatically which we ended up doing after a while. Ended up staying for 5 excellent years! 10/10 would write checks again.
I'm surprised no one has mentioned the fake old movie that plays in Home Alone. "I'm gonna give you till the count of 10 to get your ugly yeller no good keester off my property before I pump your guts full of lead! One... Two... Ten!" ๐ซ๐ซ๐ซ๐ซ๐ซ
Sounds good