5-year-old: Long. Me: I'm sure tomorrow will be better. 5-year-old: Wait, I have to go back
4:04
Mourning
She was ex-spelled.
They are the only ones who erase their notebook when the teacher erases the board.
Guess who's gettin' laid tomorrow!
I'll tell you tomorrow.
Eric Clapton wouldn't let a bag of cocaine fall out the window.
5-Year-Old: Empathy! I don't even know what it means! Me- I know how you feel.