By: Fleur Planne

We don’t need an address, you’ll know it when you see it.
Found by: Unknown
-
-
Copy & paste this:
Make your friends' day! Share this!
By: Fleur Planne

We don’t need an address, you’ll know it when you see it.
Found by: Unknown
By: Not Sara, Sorry

We had to get rid of that stove after he made too many inappropriate comments about the way I dress.
Found by: Unknown

Overheard daily in homes across our great nation: “Honey? Have you seen my Garfield? No, not the one in the ‘I LOVE LASAGNA’ T-shirt, my other Garfield. You know, the one with the orange fur? And black stripes? No, no, not the one with suction cups on his paws for attaching to car windows, the other Garfield. The one with half-closed eyes. Yeah, I looked under the sofa, but all I found was three Garfield coffee mugs, a Garfield key chain, and a roll of Garfield wrapping paper. Damn it, and now I’m going to be late to work. One of these days we really have to get all these Garfields organized. I tell you, it’ll help when we sell the house: everyone wants a Garfield room.”
(Found By: Ashley M, who made my son’s day because he’s about as big of a Garfield fan as you can find. If only there was Garfield Lego — man, that would be the best thing ever. Disturbingly, I was drinking tea from a Garfield “VOTE REPUBLICAN” mug when I saw this listing. It’s my son’s, I swear.)
Loveliest comment, by Charlie Cornelius: That’s creepy. How can anyone be so obsessed with something. All that wasted shelf space. There could be books on those. Hundreds and hundreds of books, stiff hardbacks, pliant softbacks, shiny, delicately scented… What? What?