The tailor you’re talking about won’t work for free, so...

The policeman assures Truitt: “I’m not gon’ shoot you, but you ain’t gon’ move those hands,”

I’m betting on, “What you gon do? Nothing, you trash!”

What’s a fist hug?

I don’t look up to them. I look up to the perks they’ve been provided.

In that last tweet by Slinky, I’m picturing him yelling at that boy over the lawnmower, “Billy, how do you spell it!”

I’ll hear none of that.

Say it loud!

Y’all wasn’t alone.

You gotta give ‘em the basics too. Something closer to easy-listening, like a nice pocket beat:

She’s too old to be Trashcan Lannister, so we can rule her out.

This creates jobs..

Kudos for that little Space Ghost reference.

He rises into a standing position really efficiently. That, added to great foot work makes him fly.

He’s on Draymond’s list.

Doesn’t Draymond start?

“His actions do not reflect the values, training, or policies of the department,” said Smith of the officer whose name was withheld. “While these facts don’t minimize the incident, they do give you the totality of the person.”

Wings.

They need to stop flirting with me and give me my ketchup-mayo-mustard sauce so I can use it on everything.

You don’t write something like this out. It’s an adult’s wet dream.