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Twitter isn’t for fighting it’s for finding 10-20 witty people to joke with in between working.
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Inside you are two quokkas, making you way cuter than all those people with two wolves inside them
Jokes aside, quokka smuggling is a serious offence and I am placing you under arrest
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Instructor: "Welcome to salsa class! Who's ready to learn how to dance?"
Me, hiding tortilla chips bag: "There's been a misunderstanding."
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If the grammar police arrest you, there’s no parole - you have to serve the full sentence.
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secret Santa, but it's just me hiding my credit card bill from myself until January
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Oh your community garden features heritage kale and three types of mint? That’s cute. Mine grows emojis.
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Sex is great and all, but have you ever finished your shampoo and conditioner at the same time?
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Me: *looking around in surprise* You have medieval bards that show up once a month? Sometimes when you least expect it?
Her: *shrugs* It's my minstrel cycle.
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I’m not sure this box of poison should have the word “treats” so prominently displayed.
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So disappointed the first tweet was "just setting up my twttr" when it could've been something like "L'eggs implies the existence of L'birds."
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I’m fine.
*shovels another handful of shredded cheese from the bag directly in to my mouth*
Like I said... I am fine.
The West Coast is the Best Coast, the East Coast is the Least Coast, the South Coast is the Mouth Coast and the North Coast …
Couldn’t really say. It’s beyond our borders. You must never go there, Simba.


















