Hey you. Yeah, you. No, not you...The other guy. You right there! Yes, you. Wait...NO, NOT YOU. GO AWAY. Oh wait...yes, it's you! Yep, you. Do you like tacos?
Um, excuse me, Mr. Swagger sir, either walk a little faster, or buy a belt. Thanks Homie.
The awkward moment when you realize you've been singing the words wrong to a song your whole life.
I've heard the revenge is best served cold and sweet. I'm guessing revenge is ice cream then. I can deal with this. (:
The walk of Shame: When you throw paper at the bin and miss.
That mini heart attack you get when someone says - "Oh, i heard something about you!"