Anxiety! At The Pub

I Was Panicking At The Disco, But It Got Too Crowded

Sarcasm

Just One More Service I Offer

To deliver his gifts in one night, Santa would have to make 822.6 visits per second, sleighing at 3,000 times
the speed of sound.

At that speed, Santa and his reindeer would burst into flame
instantaneously.

My friend called me a snowman today…then he shot me with a hairdryer.

Isn't that a foil problem?

No.

Oh.

'cause it screams foil.

People Like You Are The Reason We Have Middle Fingers

If you can't think of a quote to write, do us a favor and not quote an unoriginal TV program.

Give praise to the weekend!!! And thanks to whoever carried me home from the pub last night…

"and as the pursuer you are the most *** damned pursuee I ever pursued!"
-Beufor T. Justice`

They may be taken but does a little fantasising hurt? * wink wink *