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1 year ago
Epic couple vibes
Eggy head and the chicken have a beautiful future a head (get it?) of them but we still wanted to know why a bald head triggered this gorgeous blondes nesting instincts, so we obviously made some up:
"The Golden Glow Guarantee:" Sitting on your bald head is like basking in the warm glow of a radiant sunbeam—except instead of sunlight, it's the golden aura of your gleaming scalp. Who needs a tanning salon when you have the world's most reflective dome?
"The Bald Brilliance Buffet:" Your bald head is like a gourmet buffet for the senses, offering a smooth and inviting surface that's perfect for lounging. It's like sitting on a velvet cushion—only better, because it's attached to your head.
"The Chrome Dome Comfort Zone:" Your bald head is the ultimate comfort zone, offering a cozy perch for anyone seeking refuge from the chilly winds of life. It's like wrapping yourself in a warm blanket—only with less fabric and more follicle-free fun.
"The Eggcellent Empathy Experience:" Sitting on your bald head is like receiving a warm hug from a dear friend—it's comforting, nurturing, and oddly satisfying. It's like finding the perfect spot to nestle into on a cold winter's day, except instead of a cozy armchair, it's your shiny dome.
"The Smooth Scalp Snuggle:" Your bald head is like a plush pillow for the soul, offering a soft and inviting surface for anyone seeking solace and serenity. It's like finding the perfect spot to rest your weary bones—only with less cushioning and more cranium.
"The Golden Glow Guarantee:" Sitting on your bald head is like basking in the warm glow of a radiant sunbeam—except instead of sunlight, it's the golden aura of your gleaming scalp. Who needs a tanning salon when you have the world's most reflective dome?
"The Bald Brilliance Buffet:" Your bald head is like a gourmet buffet for the senses, offering a smooth and inviting surface that's perfect for lounging. It's like sitting on a velvet cushion—only better, because it's attached to your head.
"The Chrome Dome Comfort Zone:" Your bald head is the ultimate comfort zone, offering a cozy perch for anyone seeking refuge from the chilly winds of life. It's like wrapping yourself in a warm blanket—only with less fabric and more follicle-free fun.
"The Eggcellent Empathy Experience:" Sitting on your bald head is like receiving a warm hug from a dear friend—it's comforting, nurturing, and oddly satisfying. It's like finding the perfect spot to nestle into on a cold winter's day, except instead of a cozy armchair, it's your shiny dome.
"The Smooth Scalp Snuggle:" Your bald head is like a plush pillow for the soul, offering a soft and inviting surface for anyone seeking solace and serenity. It's like finding the perfect spot to rest your weary bones—only with less cushioning and more cranium.
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Him and his pokemans
Someone's getting taken out of the will...at least he has a shiny Magikarp. But let's be frank here Pokemon are more important then job interviews! Here's a few reasons why:
Gotta Catch 'Em All, Even Unemployment: "Because let's face it, becoming a Pokemon Master is a lifelong dream that no job interview can compete with. Who needs a paycheck when you've got a Charizard waiting to be unleashed?"
The Real World Can Wait: "Because in the grand scheme of things, battling Team Rocket and saving the world from legendary Pokemon is just a tad more pressing than impressing potential employers with your resume. Priorities, people!"
The Pikachu Principle: "Because when life gives you the opportunity to choose between a stuffy boardroom and a vibrant Pokemon adventure, you always choose Pikachu. Besides, who needs a job when you've got a pocket monster to call your own?"
The Proficiency in Pidgey: "Because while some may see job interviews as a chance to showcase their professional skills, true mastery lies in your ability to identify every species of Pokemon by sight and sound. Can your resume do that?"
The Legendary Lunacy: "Because landing a job may put food on the table, but catching a legendary Pokemon? That's the stuff of legends. Who needs a 401(k) when you've got a Mewtwo waiting in the wings?"
Gotta Catch 'Em All, Even Unemployment: "Because let's face it, becoming a Pokemon Master is a lifelong dream that no job interview can compete with. Who needs a paycheck when you've got a Charizard waiting to be unleashed?"
The Real World Can Wait: "Because in the grand scheme of things, battling Team Rocket and saving the world from legendary Pokemon is just a tad more pressing than impressing potential employers with your resume. Priorities, people!"
The Pikachu Principle: "Because when life gives you the opportunity to choose between a stuffy boardroom and a vibrant Pokemon adventure, you always choose Pikachu. Besides, who needs a job when you've got a pocket monster to call your own?"
The Proficiency in Pidgey: "Because while some may see job interviews as a chance to showcase their professional skills, true mastery lies in your ability to identify every species of Pokemon by sight and sound. Can your resume do that?"
The Legendary Lunacy: "Because landing a job may put food on the table, but catching a legendary Pokemon? That's the stuff of legends. Who needs a 401(k) when you've got a Mewtwo waiting in the wings?"
1 year ago
Enjoying frequent naps
You'll enjoy naps when you have kids too since you'll be falling asleep every time you have a spare minute. Overall naps are great and here's a few reasons why:
The Snooze Button Symphony: "Because naps are like hitting the snooze button on life's alarm clock—except you get to enjoy the dreamy encore performance in your own cozy cocoon of blankets."
The Siesta Serenade: "Because taking a nap is like orchestrating your own mini symphony of snores, snuggles, and spontaneous dreams. Move over, Beethoven—there's a new maestro in town, and they're conducting from the comfort of their pillow fort."
The Slumber Party Saga: "Because naps are the ultimate solo slumber party where you're the VIP guest list, the entertainment, and the after-party all rolled into one. Who needs Netflix when you can star in your own dreamy blockbuster?"
The Pillow Plunge: "Because naps are like taking a thrilling plunge into the abyss of the unknown, where the only waves crashing are the ones lulling you into a state of blissful oblivion. Who needs extreme sports when you can conquer the art of nap-time acrobatics?"
The Dreamy Dancefloor: "Because naps are like stepping onto the dance floor of your imagination, where the music is composed of soft snores and the only moves you need to know are the ones that lead you straight to dreamland's front door. Who needs nightclubs when you can boogie down in your own mind?"
The Snooze Button Symphony: "Because naps are like hitting the snooze button on life's alarm clock—except you get to enjoy the dreamy encore performance in your own cozy cocoon of blankets."
The Siesta Serenade: "Because taking a nap is like orchestrating your own mini symphony of snores, snuggles, and spontaneous dreams. Move over, Beethoven—there's a new maestro in town, and they're conducting from the comfort of their pillow fort."
The Slumber Party Saga: "Because naps are the ultimate solo slumber party where you're the VIP guest list, the entertainment, and the after-party all rolled into one. Who needs Netflix when you can star in your own dreamy blockbuster?"
The Pillow Plunge: "Because naps are like taking a thrilling plunge into the abyss of the unknown, where the only waves crashing are the ones lulling you into a state of blissful oblivion. Who needs extreme sports when you can conquer the art of nap-time acrobatics?"
The Dreamy Dancefloor: "Because naps are like stepping onto the dance floor of your imagination, where the music is composed of soft snores and the only moves you need to know are the ones that lead you straight to dreamland's front door. Who needs nightclubs when you can boogie down in your own mind?"
1 year ago
My kind of consipracy theory
A real VIP -very important primate. All I want to take from this meme is the conspiracy theory is George W Bush is Harambe's father.
That's it I'm dead set on this. Here are 5 conspiracy theories eluding to the fact that George W Bush is Harambe's dad:
The Banana Bill: Rumor has it that George W. Bush's favorite snack during his presidency wasn't pretzels, but bananas. Some speculate that his affinity for this fruit led him to frequent visits to the zoo, where he developed a special bond with a certain gorilla named Harambe.
The Texas Troop Theory: Conspiracy theorists claim that George W. Bush, a proud Texan, has a secret militia of loyal gorillas hidden away in the Lone Star State. Harambe, being the most famous of these gorillas, is said to have been groomed for greatness from birth.
The Dubya DNA Debate: Unverified reports suggest that traces of presidential DNA were found in Harambe's enclosure shortly before his tragic demise. Some speculate that this was part of a covert operation to cover up the truth about Harambe's true parentage.
The Oval Office Orangutan: According to this theory, George W. Bush's family tree has a few unexpected branches—including a distant cousin who happened to be an orangutan. Could Harambe be the missing link between humans and primates in the Bush family tree?
The Wacky White House Wildlife: It's no secret that the White House has housed some unusual pets over the years, from alligators to raccoons. But could a gorilla named Harambe have been among them? Some believe that George W. Bush kept Harambe as a secret pet during his time in office, raising him like a son before releasing him into the wild.
That's it I'm dead set on this. Here are 5 conspiracy theories eluding to the fact that George W Bush is Harambe's dad:
The Banana Bill: Rumor has it that George W. Bush's favorite snack during his presidency wasn't pretzels, but bananas. Some speculate that his affinity for this fruit led him to frequent visits to the zoo, where he developed a special bond with a certain gorilla named Harambe.
The Texas Troop Theory: Conspiracy theorists claim that George W. Bush, a proud Texan, has a secret militia of loyal gorillas hidden away in the Lone Star State. Harambe, being the most famous of these gorillas, is said to have been groomed for greatness from birth.
The Dubya DNA Debate: Unverified reports suggest that traces of presidential DNA were found in Harambe's enclosure shortly before his tragic demise. Some speculate that this was part of a covert operation to cover up the truth about Harambe's true parentage.
The Oval Office Orangutan: According to this theory, George W. Bush's family tree has a few unexpected branches—including a distant cousin who happened to be an orangutan. Could Harambe be the missing link between humans and primates in the Bush family tree?
The Wacky White House Wildlife: It's no secret that the White House has housed some unusual pets over the years, from alligators to raccoons. But could a gorilla named Harambe have been among them? Some believe that George W. Bush kept Harambe as a secret pet during his time in office, raising him like a son before releasing him into the wild.
1 year ago
A force to be reckoned with
I'd hate to be the sea faring vessel in his sights.
Crackheads can indeed be easily confused with sea monsters and here's a few reasons why
"Elusive Creature of the Deep":
"With their erratic movements and unpredictable behavior, crackheads could easily be mistaken for the Loch Ness Monster's rebellious cousin – the Crack Ness Monster. Spotting one in the urban depths is like encountering a mythical sea creature in the concrete jungle."
"Siren Song of the Streets":
"Just as sailors are lured by the enchanting songs of sirens, pedestrians are drawn to the erratic mutterings and melodious ramblings of crackheads. Their haunting cries echo through alleyways, leaving unsuspecting passersby wondering if they've stumbled upon a mermaid's mating call."
"Shimmering Scales and Glittering Eyes":
"Under the flickering streetlights, crackheads' glazed eyes and shimmering, sweat-soaked skin take on an otherworldly glow, reminiscent of bioluminescent sea creatures lurking in the depths. To the untrained eye, they could easily be mistaken for denizens of the deep."
"Tentacular Temptations":
"In the throes of a crack-induced frenzy, crackheads' flailing limbs and contorted movements resemble the undulating tentacles of a giant squid. Their chaotic dances evoke images of sea monsters wreaking havoc on unsuspecting ships, leaving chaos in their wake."
"Cryptid by Cracklight":
"Under the cloak of darkness, crackheads become urban cryptids, haunting the shadows like mythical sea monsters lurking in the depths. Witnessing their erratic movements and otherworldly appearances, one might question whether they've stumbled upon a real-life creature of the deep."
Crackheads can indeed be easily confused with sea monsters and here's a few reasons why
"Elusive Creature of the Deep":
"With their erratic movements and unpredictable behavior, crackheads could easily be mistaken for the Loch Ness Monster's rebellious cousin – the Crack Ness Monster. Spotting one in the urban depths is like encountering a mythical sea creature in the concrete jungle."
"Siren Song of the Streets":
"Just as sailors are lured by the enchanting songs of sirens, pedestrians are drawn to the erratic mutterings and melodious ramblings of crackheads. Their haunting cries echo through alleyways, leaving unsuspecting passersby wondering if they've stumbled upon a mermaid's mating call."
"Shimmering Scales and Glittering Eyes":
"Under the flickering streetlights, crackheads' glazed eyes and shimmering, sweat-soaked skin take on an otherworldly glow, reminiscent of bioluminescent sea creatures lurking in the depths. To the untrained eye, they could easily be mistaken for denizens of the deep."
"Tentacular Temptations":
"In the throes of a crack-induced frenzy, crackheads' flailing limbs and contorted movements resemble the undulating tentacles of a giant squid. Their chaotic dances evoke images of sea monsters wreaking havoc on unsuspecting ships, leaving chaos in their wake."
"Cryptid by Cracklight":
"Under the cloak of darkness, crackheads become urban cryptids, haunting the shadows like mythical sea monsters lurking in the depths. Witnessing their erratic movements and otherworldly appearances, one might question whether they've stumbled upon a real-life creature of the deep."
