If someone had told me as a young person the level of stupidity I’d encounter on dating apps, I truly would not have believed them. I don’t think I could’ve even conceptualized it. I mean, we put a man on the moon ffs. But here we are…
Compliments are like jokes, men aren’t good at them (relax bro, that’s just a joke).
This is why funeral homes don’t like to hire men.
Sadly, he didn’t stay matched long enough for me to make a joke about how it could never work out between us because our kid would be a mid
What I should have said was, “Only if I get to stomp on your balls like they’re grapes and then let the juice ferment in my basement for 2-5 years” but ya know, I think I got my point across
When life gives you lemons, make lemonade. When life gives you melons, make men watermeloncholy.
Now if only he could transform into someone smart enough to know that women generally don’t appreciate pet names from strangers…
job interviews should just be asking someone if talking about a stranger’s body is a good idea
So I guess you could say I did learn a thing or two in grad school after all
DON’T FORGET THE DRINK!
No shade to TEDx
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