Funny Status Messages and Tweets

   Triggered! Go dip your head in some radical raspberry Kool aid and have a cookie. Oh, and logout… your mum will be home soon.

   If you die and get cremated you can be put into an hourglass and still be included in family game night.

   I see…. and is "Hunter Bidens Laptop” in the room with us right now? now show us on the doll where the laptop touched you?

   You: Be noble, for you are made from the stars. Be humble, for you are made from the earth. Me: Where do you get your weed?

   You: Perhaps they’re not stars in the sky, but rather openings in heaven where our loved ones shine down to let us know that they’re happy. Me: Can I buy some weed from you?

   I need to get my life together but I’m kind of waiting to see if the world is going to end before I put any real effort into it.

   If your ideology makes you hide your face with a mask, then you are a coward.

   That sweaty first kiss balled up on the couch, hand up her shirt, praying your parents don’t walk in on a Saturday night.

   Dear weather app, I don’t need a blinking light informing me that the pollen is high when my car looks like a Cheeto.

   The View: Vicious, Insane, Egotistical, Woman.

   Her: My throat hurts doc. Doctor: I bet your knees hurt too.

   I’m sorry for the things my face said while you were talking.

   Land-o-lakes ~ they got rid of the Indian and kept the land.

   I fully intend to haunt people when I die. I have a list.

   Raisin Cookies that look like Chocolate Chip Cookies are the reason I have trust issues.

   Before you speak, ask yourself a few questions. Is it necessary? Is it funny? Will everyone understand it? Will it offend someone? Glad to help.

   I attack ideas, I don’t attack people. Some very good people have some very bad ideas. If you can’t separate the two, I suggest you find another day job.

   Are you the only one who gets it, understands it, or who thinks that your own jokes are funny? Something to consider while that jellybean rolls around in your coconut.

   I do not like your mental haze. I do not like your leftist ways. I do not like your son on blow. I do not like you Sleepy Joe.

   Nothing makes me feel older than when a restaurant makes me scan a QR code to look at their menu.