I bought one of those Halloween mix bags last week and it actually had an empty skittles package about this size. Literally empty, sealed with what I can only assume was the factory fragrance of skittles.

Priceless

If that ladybug makes it out, it’ll have one hell of a story to share with its fellow bugs.

Sounds like a great writing prompt actually.

Tell me you like grenades without telling me you like grenades.

A friend of mine tells a funny story about how shortly after seatbelts became mandatory, he was jumping around in the front seat of his mom’s car while driving and she asked him several times to belt up.

Being a kid, he refused and finally she tapped the brakes. He does this hilarious impression of eating the dashboard and needles to say he started wearing the seatbelt from then on.