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“Ordered back to the office full-time. Who knew my boss, Phyllis, was in cahoots with Big Oil.”
“Eleven clocks, four smoke alarm batteries, and one less hour of sleep… Spring Forward yourself.
“Reply hazy, try again. Cannot predict now. Thanks for the continued indecision, Magic 8 Ball.”
“Forkage Fee? Is this even a real thing?”
“OK, Fluffy, the stare at nothing schtick is getting old.
“The Batman meets The Neighbor.”
“Who invited Toxic Positivity?”
“Ask me about my junk drawer.”
“No grandchildren photos. No medical tales. No adult kid bragging. Go!”
“There are rules. New members are needed. Hours, days, weekends. Yeah, Pickleball is our cult.”
