Life Tips

so my buddy Jake decided to train his cat whiskers to fetch it started innocently enough with a small rubber ball to her surprise whiskers took to it like a duck to water or a cat to catnip one Lazy Sunday we were lounging in Jake's backyard sipping homemade lemonade when whiskers zoomed off into the neighbor's yard ignoring the ball entirely we chuckled assuming he was on one of his cat whims moments later whiskers pranced back proudly carrying something that looked suspiciously like a small furry animal as he Dr it at Jake's feet we realized it was Mr Thompson's missing tupe which had been the talk of the neighborhood for weeks just as Jake was about to scold whiskers Mr Thompson peaked over the fence his bald head gleaming in the sun he grinned looks like whiskers is a cat burglar

  last Thursday our department gathered in the conference room for the dreaded quarterly meeting you know the drill stale Donuts lorm coffee and a PowerPoint Marathon that could bore a sloth as our manager droned on about Q3 projections something strange happened the projector flickered and suddenly we were all staring at the IT guy Dave's vacation photos there he was wearing neon shorts and an oversized Sombrero lounging on a tahan beach confused murmurs filled the room but Dave oblivious as ever was munching on acrawler our manager trying to salvage the situation awkwardly linked each slide to business strategies and here uh we see Dave enjoying a cocktail much like our team should enjoy successful project completion by the time we reached Dave snorkeling Adventure half the office was Googling Tahiti vacations the real kicker turns out Dave's photos were the most motivating presentation we'd se

  last weekend my family and I went to the school fair to watch my younger brother's much anticipated magic show he's been practicing for weeks and his PS of resistance was the classic pull a rabbit out of a hat trick as the show began everything seemed normal until it was time for the grand finale with a dramatic flourish he reached into the hat but instead of pulling out the rabbit the rabbit dragged him inside the audience gasped and I just stood there utterly bewildered as my brother's shoes dangled from the Hat's brim suddenly with a puff of smoke he popped back out looking more surprised than anyone the crowd erupted in laughter chanting reverse magician as he sheepishly took a bow the fair coordinator later approached me half jokingly asking if we could book The Rabbit for next year apparently the rabbit's performance was a real hair raising experience

  so last Saturday our family decided to have a game night everything was going fine until someone suggested charades my dad an enthusiastic but notoriously terrible actor jumped at the chance to perform the first huddle he drew was Gone with the Wind we all sat eagerly as he began what we assumed would be a dramatic rendition but things took a turn when he started making exaggerated fart noises at first we laughed thinking it was his usual over the toop humor but he didn't stop instead he doubled dmiming a tornado with his arms while emitting a symphony of flatulent sounds my mom was crying with laughter my sister was recording on her phone and I was trying to guess tornado hurricane dad now fully committed was rolling on the floor blowing raspberries with the fervor of a one-man Brass Band finally he stood up triumphantly wiped a tear from his eye and said I was

so last weekend my buddies and I decided to hit the beach for some much needed relaxation after setting up our towels and umbrellas Jake the self-proclaimed architect of our group decided he was going to build the ultimate sand castle not just any sand castle mind you but a sand skyscraper as he called it armed with a plastic shovel and a bucket he spent hours painstakingly crafting turrets Moes and even tiny sand balconies as the afternoon wore on Jake's Masterpiece began attracting attention from Curious onlookers just ashe was putting the finishing touches on the penthouse suite the tide suddenly surged in transforming his Masterpiece into a soggy flattened mess Jake looked at his ruin creation sighed and said well it seems I've buil

so last weekend my buddy Dave and I were at our usual Saturday barbecue when our neighborhood watch leader Mr Jenkins approached us with his latest tech he claimed he'd found a way to monitor the neighborhood without being intrusive intrigued we followed him to his porch where we found his cat whiskers looking like a furry James Bond wannabe there perched on whisker's head were binoculars taped securely with duct tape Mr Jenkins explained that whiskers roam the neighborhood freely offering a cat'sey view of potential threats we watched in disbelief as ERS seemingly unfaced by his new headgear leapt onto a fence and nearly toppled over due to the weight Jenkins proudly declared this is the future of surveillance Dave struggling to hold back laughter said I guess you could call it a per scope that was it we lost it and