bestTrending Topics
Joke Types
0
0
We all learned the alphabet song as kids, right? But tell me, has anyone ever successfully used that tune to find a book in a library? I tried humming it once, and the librarian just handed me a map and a sympathetic smile.
0
0
Has anyone else experienced the joy of alphabetizing your bookshelf, only to realize you can't remember the title of the book you want? It's like playing a literary game of hide and seek with your own possessions.
0
0
You ever get so bored that you alphabetize your apps on your phone? I did it once, and now I spend more time swiping through pages trying to find Instagram than actually scrolling through my feed.
0
0
The most unrealistic part of every crime show is when they find the suspect's secret lair. If it were me, they'd open the door, and it would be a room full of random items, and I'd be like, "Surprise! Welcome to my lair of misplaced keys and forgotten passwords.
0
0
You know you're an adult when you get excited about having a label maker. Suddenly, everything in your life has a designated place, and your fridge looks like it's auditioning for a part in a perfectly organized sitcom. "Coming this fall, the thrilling drama of 'Leftovers and Condiments.'
0
0
I've come to the conclusion that the real alphabet challenge is trying to remember if 'i' comes before or after 'e' except after 'c.' English spelling rules are like a game of Scrabble where every word is made up, and the points don't matter.
0
0
Ever notice how "organized" is just a fancy way of saying you've hidden your mess in drawers and closets? My house is like a magician's hat—neat on the outside, but you wouldn't believe what's crammed inside.
0
0
You ever notice how the alphabetical order suddenly becomes the most challenging puzzle when you're trying to organize your spice rack? I start with A for cinnamon, and by the time I reach Z for za'atar, my kitchen looks like a spelling bee gone wrong.
0
0
You know you're adulting when you spend your Saturday nights organizing your Tupperware cabinet. It's a wild party—lids dancing with containers, and the cling film is the bouncer trying to keep everything in check.
Post a Comment