How headphones in bags MUST tangle themselves as difficultly as possible.
You drop your headphones in your bag for one, maybe TWO seconds at most. Boom. More tangled than the United States budget. I don’t know what goes on in there, the second you drop your headphones into a bag they become a writhing mass of snakes. Worst.
That guy at the library who doesn’t realize his headphone are too loud.
You think we’re laughing because we’ve been studying for too long. We’re really laughing because you think none of us can her your Miley Cyrus.
Running out of ketchup.
Ketchup is not an optional food. It’s not like honey mustard. Sure, honey mustard is nice on occasional, hell, if I have it, I’ll probably use it. But its the Chardonnay of condiments. Foods that are eaten with ketchup, simply need ketchup. You don’t ask a construction worker to work without a helmet. You don’t use up all my F*^& KETCHUP ON HOT DOG NIGHT.
Printer Jams.
Humanity has managed to send primates to the moon, and yet we still have absolutely zero shot at ever creating a printing device that operates without crumpling up your paper 67% of the time. Unbelievable.
The stock exchange.
Appears to be the most confusing method for other people to make millions. Unfortunately, never seems to work for yourself. And what are all those fucking letters. Fuck.
Girls who pretend to care about big sports new to seem relevant to guys.
Please…you don’t care. This new coach’s nails are the same colour as the old ones.
“Oh, What’s happening!?”
If I am watching TV, and you decide to come in during minute 28 of a half hour show, no I will not fucking tell you what is happening. I suggest you become friends with the internet.
When despite putting it in the fridge, that thing you meant to eat later is ROCK HARD.
I blame oxygen. And chemistry. And other stuff I do not comprehend.
“Congratulations! You Won!” Internet Pop-ups.
I must have won 5 billion dollars in unclaimed internet pop-up ads over the years.
The Goonies.
I have seen this movie maybe 7 times now, for the life of me I cannot understand what the deal with these kids is, how they get through fireplaces, how that pirate ship got into a cave half the size of it, and most importantly who THE FUCK IS THAT SLOTH-LIKE CREATURE.
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