She’s my…accountant.

This could be us but you clownin.

My wife will just slowly scoot over to me while she’s in blanket cocoon mode and then lean on me.

Hungry with itchy eyes? Deep fried chicken with the sensational flavor of Allegra is here for you.

I think the problem is we don’t have huge ol crickets that are lobster sized. Otherwise you’d have Red Locust and all you can eat grasshopper legs.

Is this the dog that looks through windows desperately at their ex?