“Mrs. DYKE left my roll book at home”
– Mrs. DYKE
“Mrs. DYKE left my roll book at home”
– Mrs. DYKE
“I am going to go home and eat chili”
– stimpyismyname
“people at home: yell crazy loud!”
– from the TV
“Go home!”
“This is my home”
– from the TV
“i still want to talk to you but i need to finish my other home”
– from the Internet
“You Can’t Go Home Again”
– Thomas Wolfe
JUDGE: “Mr. Nerpo, you have been acquitted on the charge of bigamy. You can go home now.”
MR. NERPO: “Thanks! But which home?”
A movie star returned to his boyhood home for the first time since he became famous. “I guess everyone around here talks a lot about me,” the star said to the mayor.
“That’s right,” agreed the mayor. “You’re so famous we even put a sign in front of your old house.”
The movie star beamed. “Really?” he exclaimed. “What does the sign say?”
Smiling broadly, the mayor replied, “It says Stop!”
Sometimes I get the feeling no one likes me. Even my clone ran away from home.
Peter Rabbit is this asshole rabbit who had a stupid dad that got caught by this upstanding, taxpaying, well-groomed farmer named Mrs. McGregor. She wore a bra that was D cup even though she was plainly a C.
Peter Rabbit had a negligent mother named Mrs. Rabbit who thinks its a good idea to leave her 4 sons Peter, Mopsy, Flopsy and Cotton-Tail alone while she fucked the baker in RabbitTown.
Since Peter is an asshole, he disobeys his mother and abandons his brothers to the horrors of the forest while they lug blackberries back and forth. Mrs. Rabbit believed in child labor after all.
So, Peter goes onto Mrs. McGregor’s farm and shits in her prize-winning flowers. Then he eats her lovingly planted cabbage, radishes, cucumbers, and doesn’t even give her a reach around.
Mrs. McGregor, already dealing with the saggy boobie problem that plagues her family hereditarily, tried to kill that no-good Peter Rabbit and do us all a favor by doing so.
Peter Rabbit unfortunately gets away and hides in Mrs. McGregor’s toolshed where she keeps her can of holy water laying around unprotected. Not only does Peter Rabbit desecrate Mrs. McGregor’s farm, but he tarnishes the sanctity of Mrs. McGregor’s religion by pissing in it while he’s in her holy water.
Not only that, but the pervert Peter Rabbit lost all his clothing while he was being chased by Mrs. McGregor (very convenient, don’t you think?), so his sweaty ball sweat was integrating with the holy water.
Peter Rabbit sneezed, giving away his tactical position in the dark shed and busted through the toolshed window. Great, that’s going to cost money to replace.
Peter Rabbit tried to find a way out from the farm after the vandalism and indecency he subjected to Mrs. McGregor. He couldn’t, so he started crying like a bitch. He saw a bunch of other dumb shit that didn’t help him get away.
Eventually he found the gate he came in from and ran back home, leaving Mrs. and Mr. McGregor to clean up the mess he left. When Peter got home he took a big shit and went to bed. His family ate blackberries, bread, and milk, cause they were poor.
Peter got away with murder and was rewarded for it.
HUSBAND: “I’m homesick.”
WIFE: “But, dear, you are home.”
HUSBAND: “I know, but I’m sick of it.”
WIFE: “Why are you home so early, dear?”
HUSBAND: “The boss fired me today because of illness.”
WIFE: “He fired you because of illness? I don’t get it.”
HUSBAND: “Well, he said he was sick of me.”
Q: How do little rattlesnakes call home?
A: Poison-to-poison.
iprefie – n. a gang crash home