One day, you lose your wallet, and it is found by a mob boss, who figures out that you aren’t in such a good place financially, and takes pity on you. So they start anonymously sending cash, clothes, and furniture to you in the mail, eventually, the mob boss sends you a letter to stating that they bought you a house, and it lists an adress. What do you do?
In this economy? Thank them politely, pledge your loyalty, and join the mob.
And if nobody ever hears from me again, we’ll be okay. And if nobody ever knows where I am, I won’t mind, ‘cause I’ll know where I am… and that’s the most important thing.
Wearing men’s deodorant and watching the straight girls I work with faces’ become Confused and Attracted because I smell like a Hot Guy™ (their words) is a bisexual power move and you can’t tell me otherwise.
Plus, for the first couple of days you also feel constantly Confused and Attracted and where is the Hot Guy™? And then you realize that the Hot Guy™ was you all along.
I work in an all dude environment and I’m wondering if I should try this to see if I can trick them into thinking I’m “one of the guys”
You swerve to avoid a squirrel. Unknown to you, the squirrel pledges a life debt to you. In your darkest hour, the squirrel arrives.
I showed this to my 5 year old nephew and said ‘what do you think this brave squirrel’s name is?’ and he replied ‘Sir Nuts-a-lot’ and my mom has been laughing for about 5 solid minutes
