No matter how good we were growing up, there were a lot of times where we scared the crap out of our parents. Whether it involved doing dumb stuff that got us injured or staying out too late, I think we can trace about half their gray hairs to our behavior.
But now, it's our turn to know how they felt. Because seeing these people in action might actually make us say, "Oh, be careful, sweetie."
Since we don't know who's doing this, nobody is safe from the hot dogulator! Especially since they would probably never go by that name in a million years.
Now I'm scared that the next person I encounter who won't accept that some people heard "Laurel" and some heard "Yanny" will be my last.
Maybe try to get one of those multicolored parachute things we used to sit under as kids? It seems a lot safer.
If you have an idea that makes you think, "Boy, I sure am being a whole lot like Michael Myers," it's probably time to stop.
He's not a role model.
The first time I'll say "I love you" is right after she looks at this and says, "That seems dumb and pointlessly risky."
No, this is not just a prank. I care about you all too much to let you go through something like this.
Now let's never speak of this again.
At least, it's easier to say that than it is to calculate how long he had to wait before he finally got to leave the store.
I'd probably just hop in the cart and scream, "Leave the clubs, it's too late for them!"
Plus, that hole seems a little snug for the left arm. This person may not be pretending to panic for long.
And unless radioactive spiders actually do give you something besides radiation poisoning, I'm guessing this person isn't fully equipped for the job.
If only all self-aware cats could just laze around and crave lasagna. A cat with ambition? Now that's dangerous.
Granted, they don't do much besides trap you in a corner and float while making "wooo" noises with their mouths, but it's still surprisingly intimidating.
Especially when you're late for class.
They were just curious about each other, but neither of them asked to be showered in glass.
I know Walmart can get a little nuts sometimes, but my conscience is really not letting me accept the fact that they're throwing customers in the Rollback cage.
If the paramedics need to show up, they're gonna be a lot more focused on what's literally breathtaking than the lovely view.
Like, give a thumbs-up above the water or something.
And the scary part is that I can't even tell where it came from. I'm suddenly feeling a lot better about not owning a car.
