Things escalate quickly sometimes, that is not a secret.
Whether it's because of an emotionally driven response to what someone else said or did, or the fact that you just got too caught up in the moment.
Things escalate quickly sometimes, that is not a secret.
Whether it's because of an emotionally driven response to what someone else said or did, or the fact that you just got too caught up in the moment.
And it often results in some pretty interesting situations.
In fact, I'd argue that some of the most hilarious memories come from moments where people got too carried away.
Here's a group of folks who took things a bit further than they should have.
No one believes you, and most feel sorry that you're even trying.
Step one: Be attractive.
Step two: Don't be not attractive.
Step three: Go to Hobby Lobby for some reason. I don't know anything anymore.
Everyone knows peanut butter is great for clearing out your pores and moisturizing your skin, but did you know it can also be used to effectively repel people with nut allergies like my co-worker Bri? Take that, Bri.
They're so little and incompetent and rely on us for so many things. Basically, they're children with fur, except they can get put down for biting someone. I wish that rule applied to kids, too TBH.
I look forward to the day when someone loves me enough that they're willing to make themselves horribly uncomfortable in order to pacify my whims.
Sure, it would've been easier to just create a new chat, but that doesn't have the same finesse.
I wouldn't even be mad if this bird came at me in a club. He's better looking AND better dressed than the dudes that normally hit on me, plus he's probably got better dance moves.
That must be where it gets it from. Genetics can be a real bitch, but they have nothing on the imaginary girl your dad thinks he's about to go off on.
Something tells me that whatever drove this person to yell at an innocent bystander is the same driving force that led to the argument in the first place.
It's no secret that the older we get, the less time we have to waste. Clearly grandma is a bit on edge, but we hope she enjoyed her birthday regardless.
Or thousands of words, if you want to get technical. Isn't a thesis typically like, a hundred pages long? How big is this scarf, or her neck, or the font? I have so many questions.
Perfect for those occasions that can be hard to card shop for, like when your coworker gets a new plant for their desk or when the odometer on your brother's car hits 80085.
This would be like someone calling your drunk ass at 8:00 a.m. on a Saturday. How do you think you would like it?
Immediately toss that lamp back into the cave of wonders, because unless my three wishes include an infinite supply of Tapout shirts and the insatiable urge to argue with homeowners about "smoking" inside, I don't think he'll be able to fulfill my wishes.
Come on man, that cat is your friend. How would you like it if your BFF came and put a shoe on your head? Let her nap, jeez.
Certainly not government, or your history teacher, the mailman, or that guy who makes your lattes. Someone's gotta do it, and apparently no one else cares around here but me.
And as someone who's purchased a hair-covered bodysuit, I've also seen worse. But mostly, as someone who's worn blue lipstick, I have bad fashion sense.
They know exactly why they exist and they're not gonna narc on you. No questions, no judgment, just results. Hopefully he burned those rags afterward.
They're not going to even out and you just look ridiculous. Put your feet away and hibernate until winter, I think that's the only option you have left.
Did you know that she's a vegan, and that vegans vegan? Vegan! Vegan vegan vegan vegan, vegan! Vegan vegan, vegan vegans vegan VEGAN!! Haha, vegan vegans though. Vegan, vegan vegan vegan vegan vegan.
She'll thank me later.
Also fun fact: Black tattoo ink isn't vegan.
Which of these is just the absolute worst to you?
Let us know in the comments!