Wow, what a day! Did you get married in the delivery room?

Should I take your word for it?

A tax cut for me is just a tax cut for me, but a tax cut for the rich could make anything happen – maybe even a tax cut for me!

“My word, this excursion is quite the jocular exercise!”

I can believe that. Most women would rather have a date with a turkey baster than him.

My brain while kayaking: “omg the house is a mess! Stop your worthless playing and get to work!”

My brain while cleaning said house; “omg you’re frittering your life away on meaningless chores! Go out kayaking!!”

My brain while playing games: “check behind the waterfall for loot!”

And apparently, no faith in Ron White.

Hell, I could go for that. Sitting on the tailgate, eating my can of pasta, watching the water flow by, no reports to finish, no quotas I need to meet.

The real jerks are the wasp queens who kick out the workers so they have to go begging at picnics.

This is why I’m confident that Han Solo is fine. Shaft’s ain’t shit.

Anub

I’d pick Anubis if I was a furry.

So…Anubis.

“Cat trucks on every corner!”

Diddy did it.

“WHAT WAS THE POINT OF ALL THAT?!”

“Roight, blokes. Doff your rubbish in the skip, else me bobbies will haul you roight to the Tower o’ London!”

Bet Anakin had power converters, though.

Mint would be a colourful toy piano. Just the way I like it.

Yeah, 30 seconds would just make most blind people barf and shut their eyes until it went away, since their brains haven’t learned to properly process the video.

That’s one whisper you shouldn’t be careless with.