4 Mates Jokes

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Updated on: Jul 25 2024

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You know, mates are great, right? They're like your life advisors, always there to give you advice, whether you want it or not. My mate told me the other day, "Mate, you need to make better decisions in life." I thought, "Yeah, you're probably right. Like the decision to have you as my life advisor!"
It's funny how mates think they have the solution to all your problems. I asked my mate for advice on choosing a career, and he said, "Follow your passion." I replied, "Mate, my passion is watching Netflix and eating pizza. Do you think there's a career in that?" He said, "Well, you could be a food critic." So now, thanks to my mate, I'm considering a career as a professional pizza critic.
Mates also have this magical ability to disappear when you need help with something practical. I called up my mate the other day and said, "Hey, I need help moving this weekend." There was a long pause, and then he said, "Sorry, mate, I've got plans." Plans? Yeah, right. Probably plans to binge-watch a new series on Netflix.
So, here's my advice to you: when in doubt, don't ask your mates for advice. Ask Google. At least Google won't tell you to become a professional pizza critic.
Mates and technology—now, that's a saga. My mate is always the first to adopt the latest gadgets, claiming they'll change my life. He got the new smartwatch and said, "Mate, this thing can do everything." I asked, "Can it do my laundry?" He replied, "Well, no, but it can track your steps while you do it."
Then there's the constant battle over who has the better phone. My mate has an iPhone, and he's always trying to convert me. He says, "Mate, you need to switch to the dark side." I said, "The only dark side I'm interested in is the one with cookies."
But the worst part is when your mate becomes your tech support. I called him because my computer was acting up. He said, "Did you try turning it off and on again?" I replied, "Mate, if that worked, I wouldn't be calling you."
So, here's a piece of advice for dealing with mates and technology: just smile, nod, and secretly Google how to fix your gadgets. Because sometimes, mates may be great at giving advice, but when it comes to technology, Google is your true mate.
You ever notice how mates can turn the simplest social event into a complicated logistical nightmare? I invited my mates over for a movie night, and suddenly it became a diplomatic negotiation. It's like planning a United Nations summit.
I suggested, "Let's watch a comedy." One mate said, "I'm in the mood for action." Another one chimed in, "How about a romantic drama?" Before I knew it, we were browsing through Netflix for an hour, and no one could agree on a genre. We finally settled on a documentary about indecisive people.
And then there's the eternal debate about snacks. Everyone has their snack preferences. One mate insisted on bringing kale chips. I said, "Mate, this is a movie night, not a spa retreat." Another mate brought a bag of gummy bears the size of a small child. I didn't know whether to watch the movie or start a gummy bear wrestling federation.
But the best part is when you finally agree on a movie and snacks, and someone suggests playing board games instead. Mates, turning a simple movie night into a strategic battle for entertainment supremacy.
Let's talk about mates and the gym. Now, I have this mate who's a fitness fanatic. He's always talking about gains, reps, and protein shakes. He convinced me to join the gym, promising it would change my life. And it did. It changed my life by making me question every life choice that led me to that torture chamber of self-improvement.
The first day at the gym, my mate said, "Let's start with some light weights." I picked up the dumbbells, and suddenly they felt like anvils. I looked at him and said, "Mate, these are not light. Did you trick me into a strongman competition?"
Then there's the issue of gym etiquette. My mate explained the unwritten rules, like wiping down equipment after use. I said, "Mate, if I'm sweating so much that I need a towel, I probably shouldn't be here. I should be at a spa."
And don't even get me started on the gym selfies. Mates love taking gym selfies like they just conquered Mount Everest. I tried taking one, but the angle was so unflattering that I looked like I was trying to reenact a scene from "The Exorcist." Needless to say, my selfie game needs some serious gains.

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