TMW you accidentally 'like' something from 2005 and your acquaintance knows how badly you're stalking them.
TMW you've just changed to summer tires and you have to drive to work through an effing blizzard. Going 40km/h on a motorway. Yup.
That moment when the new printer runs out of ink for the first time and nobody has a clue how the hell to change the cartridge.
that moment when you thought one part of your assignment would take you twice as long as it actually took, guess i can start on the next bit!
That moment when you wonder if Imaginarily is not actually a horse, but The Horse which carried a Wiseman to the birth of baby Jesus.
That moment when the worship pastor emails you two new songs that you have to familiarise yourself with before next week's team night and neither of them is the one they told you about last week that you've already started working on. Bonus point for that moment when he adds that we'll be doing both of them in a different key to the original so you can't practice easily at home. Yay.
That moment when (if Moose is correcting my biblical knowledge) you realize you shouldn't make biblical references because you don't know shit about it.
I think he meant the ciggaretes. BTW, that moment where every time before you spell ciggarrettes you think you got it right and the red underlining indicates you got some serious problem with remembering this f&*%$(quack!) ...ing word. Cigarretes. Ciggarettes. Cigarettes... thank you.
TMW you realize the real horse/camel in the room is whether Joseph ever seriously pondered who'd knocked his wife up.
That makes two of us, I have no idea what mode of transport they used... I don't think the bible specifies, although I do remember the (possibly incorrect ) Christmas carol "We three kings of orient are, one in a taxi, one in a car, one on a moped smoking a big cigar"
He knew it was God because he'd heard Mary moaning in the next room "oh god, yes , oh, oh yes god, oh god it's so big..."
TMW you agree to read a fantasy and your friend chooses one which includes the line: "I love you for your horrid, saucy little tongue," Cinndel had once said to her.
That moment when you crack open your WIP for the first time in six months, scroll to what you thought was questionable content, and it's actually really god damn strong.