I Hate Your Dog
And now you laugh, you laugh at how your animal has drenched me in its fluid. How hilarious. I’ll laugh too: ha ha ha, it’s so adorable how your dog lunged at me, invaded my personal space, and then washed my glorious visage in smelly dumpster juice. Laughing at a violation of my dignity is a great way to nourish our relationship for years to come, you species defector.
Stop Doing These Things In Bed
Playing Joe’s “I Wanna Know.” It’s 2012 in case you lost track of time.
Quitting Coffee Is Proving Impossible
He said, how much coffee do you drink a day? I laughed in his face.
