“why do people get so mad about knock knock jokes? they’re the best kinds of jokes. classics! someone explain to me what’s so bad about knock knock jokes.”

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“why do people get so mad about knock knock jokes? they’re the best kinds of jokes. classics! someone explain to me what’s so bad about knock knock jokes.”
“Alright, should I swipe left or right? What are the chances that the first message is something gross and disgusting?”
“i know my hair is super blonde, but i really wish people would stop asking where i get it done. i don’t! it grows out of my head like this! i know, it’s weird to me too.”
propped up against the sun-warmed brick wall at the front of the hospital, roman dragged on a cigarette as he idly watched people come and go, living their lives. only one of the passers-by looked his way, and he thought he saw their brow furrow, likely an indication that they did not agree with the fact he was smoking in such close proximity to a multitude of sick people. ‘ yeah, i know. ’ he spat.
“i saw a dead animal on the side of the road today and i haven’t been able to stop feeling sad about it all day. i hate that so much.”
❛ seat ’ s already taken , SORRY . ❜ the lie oozing from his tongue with perplexing ease , eliasz ’ s gaze remained fixated upon the crystal glass before him — it ’ s auburn contents swiftly burning a course down his esophagus .