“I signed up for the Artemis mission and all I got was a bunch of fuel requisition forms and this lousy helmet.”
Tony wasn’t as worried about ‘Oxygen-free Fridays’ as the rest of the sales team.
Got to give it to Ferris, a proper chuckle from that one!
Yes. Daft Punk do write their own songs.
Thanks, @iamatractorboy !
Next up:
People would pay “Cacophony” Jones for three minutes of silence.
The earliest models of universal gyms didn’t have a spot for a radio.
“Pffft! Jimmy Page? You haven’t heard ‘Stairway to Heaven’ until you’ve heard my version!”
AI can never replace the one man band street performer.
Nice!
@Lumpy can use the ‘quiet time’ to find us a new picture.
“One more thing … I’ll need a wafer-thin mint.”
Where’s the Beef?
“Where’s me Diet Coke?”
Hey, where the rest of my order?
“Going vegan wasn’t nearly as hard as I was afraid it would be.”
Where’s me Ozempic?
For a moment, Donald wondered if he was exploiting the restaurant’s all-you-can-eat buffet a little too much, but then he thought “…nah!”
I thought this response stood out. Up, up and away @Kent_Clark
Thanks. And while we’re thinking about eating
