Knock, knock.
Who is there?
Your Nan.
WHAT? MY NAN IS DEAD!
Doctor: I’m so sorry, sir, but you only have a couple months left.
The sir: My children will be devastated.
Doctor: But I have a shot that can change that.
The sir: Whatever it takes.
*Suppressed gunshots*
My girlfriend broke up with me, so I stole her wheelchair. Guess who came crawling back!
I go 7u7. I said I go 7u7. Get Rick and rolled, my son.
Me: *in a family meeting*
Mom: Ok guys...
Me in my mind: BLA BLA BLA BLA BLA BLA BLA BLA
I bought my friend a rope for his birthday. He said it was the most violent book ever.