Another day at work, stacking these boxes of apples and oranges neatly in alleyways. Some guys at work complain about all the cars that come by being chased by the police, smashing into our tidy little stacks, but me I figure that's just job security. always gonna be more boxes to stack in the alley
All ads are like "so you can spend less time on this and more time on the things that matter" which always seems to be teaching a child to ride a bike. I could relate more if they cut to someone rewatching buffy for the fifth time.
Ok listen. All I know in all my years of life is that this is the peak moment for my sense of humor. My whole life has led to this moment. Nothing will top this. It is wholly perfect.
knife: my job is to cut spoon: my job is to scoop potato masher: my job is to prevent you from opening the drawer
โOh my god this tastes AMAZING. How did yโ?โ โButter.โ
we gotta go back to music being made by Somebody and The Nouns. Somebody and the Adjective Nouns is also acceptable.