A man hands you a box. Telling you it is full of your worst fears. The reality is the box is empty but oh how you fill it still.
me: popcorn button doesn’t work on the microwave
him: what happened
me: it’s still broccoli
Me: I never use essential oils
Car mechanic: that's why it's on fire
me: sorry we’re late
st peter: what happened
grim reaper: *holding cotton candy and a giant teddy bear* traffic
ME: I'm afraid I don't have enough to make rent. Maybe there's some *bites my bottom lip seductively*.... other sort of arrangement we can come up with.
FRIEND: Dude, this is why no one likes playing Monopoly with you.
Boss: if you fall asleep again today, I'll fire you
Me: ok
Boss: now go and do the sheep inventory
Me: oh no
[Park]
Stranger: your dog is unusual looking
Me: yeah, he's interbred
Duck *waddles up* I'll tell you who else is into bread