Little Johnny farts in the classroom, causing his teacher to get really upset and throw him out. Sitting outside the class, he can’t stop laughing. The principal walks by and asks, “Little Johnny, why are you sitting outside your class laughing?”
“I farted in class and the teacher threw me out,” Johnny replies.
The principal asks again, “Well then, why are you laughing?”
“Because those idiots are sitting in the class smelling my fart while I’m outside in the fresh air,” Johnny says with a grin.
Some losses don’t explode; they erase you in slow motion. Your name stops appearing in plans, your chair goes missing at the table, your future gets quietly…
You’ve been breathing wrong in your own car. That innocent looping-arrow symbol could be the difference between stepping out refreshed or crawling out with a pounding head…
She didn’t beg for attention. She didn’t claw for headlines. While others burned bright and fast, Linda Evans moved like quiet gravity, pulling entire eras of television…
Winter didn’t break me. It tried. Every morning felt like a test I hadn’t studied for, my kids’ eyes searching my face for answers I didn’t have….
The news hits like a blade. One of cinema’s most dangerous smiles has gone still, his legendary menace fading in a quiet Malibu room. Tributes pour in…
The first time it happens, it doesn’t feel random at all. The night is thick, the air holding its breath, and then you see it: an owl,…