One Day, My Mom Invited Her Friend Over To Share Art And They Went Down To The Workshop. My Mom's Friend

One day, my mom invited her friend over to share art and they went down to the workshop. My mom's friend stopped in the doorway to stare at the forklift. My mom walked ahead, then turned around, confused.

Mom: What's wrong?

Friend: You have a forklift.

Mom: Well, yeah. We needed it to move stuff around.

Friend: You have a forklift.

Mom: We didn't buy it brand new. It's used.

Friend: You have a forklift. I don't have a forklift.

Mom:

Friend: Where's my forklift?

Mom: You live in the city and your shop is a one story building. This workshop is two stories.

Friend: You have a forklift.

The forklift is currently broken, the brakes needs to be replaced. ._.

I dedicate this picture to one very tired argentinian dad I saw this morning

Imagine literally having the universe on your side

You’re the chosen one for a big prophecy. Not because you have any innate gifts or special skills that would be uniquely useful for fulfilling it, but because whatever entity is responsible for creating the prophecy has been watching you and gotten unduly attached to you, and wants to give you specifically a chance to do something special and important, simply because they think you’re neat.

The universe's specialest little guy

...yeah

I stopped procrastinating and did work. 👁👄👁

I was in the audience of a concert or something.

Two girls are up on stage and start holding hands. Some little kid from the crowd is like, “Ewwwww!!” In that typical little kid who saw someone kiss style. Someone else yells back, “They’re lesbian!!” Same little kid is like, “Oh, ok then. I'll allow it.”