Astounding my co-workers by loudly saying "Time to get down to business" and then opening so many blank Excel spreadsheets that my computer crashes. I announce that my business is "going into liquidation" and leave via the window
every movie trailer now is just a researcher looking over a bunch of cave paintings which show a dude holding a fucked up magic sword while the voiceover says "every culture in the world has a story... of a dude with a fucked up magic sword..."
Just saying it doesn't seem fair that my cat gets to eat a special type of tinned food called "gravy lovers" with no consequences but when I drink straight out of the gravy packet I'm "ruining Christmas" and "getting divorced"
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