When I bring my banana through the cashier lane they give me a dirty look. But when I ride one of the lawnmowers inside and try to mount a self check out, I get kicked out of the store. MAKE UP YOUR MIND!

Like sleeping with a lawn mower in the room. But I’d take that over being sticky and hot.

I can smell this area

Professional Boggler here. You rang?

I always thought it would be so cool to work in a skyscraper, like… 55th floor or something and just take a break to look out over the city. Then I realized that taking a break would probably get you fired.

Oh, and I bet people be banging all the time on those top level floors.

Back in the day, lunchables were the cool kid food. That and kid cuisine. Now, lunchables seem like what dumpster juices would taste like.