Shade 5

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“Son of A Preacher Man” is a good soundtrack for life. Driving along a lonesome highway? Son of a preacher man. Eating a wheel of cheese? Son of a preacher man. Having sex with a guy named Billy Ray? Son of a motherfucking preacher man

I made a joke to one of my employees about something that ‘actually is a real example of irony, Alanis’ but he just looked at me blankly, so for making me feel so old and out of touch there’s someone who ironically won’t be getting a promotion any time soon.

me: i had a dream that johnny appleseed pointed to his wife’s titties & said ‘how you like dem apples’ & then george washington carver pointed to his crotch & said 'how you like deez nuts' my gynecologist: what

I’ll admit I have virtually zero “gaydar” and I’d be clueless if you were super wasted in my living room but I can tell you with 100 percent certainty that Max Miller is a fuckin piece of shit

Eating a package of ham at my desk like a caveman. It really does help make sure my coworkers are scared of me. “Oh that’s Susan. Don’t bother her during her ham time.”