Ever notice that people will ask permission to be frank or honest, but never "May I be an ass for a minute?"
Maybe, just maybe, passwords wouldn’t be so insecure if we weren’t always asking them to change.
Twitter says, “Tweets not loading right now,” but I see, “There’s a party on the Internet and you’re not invited.”
The ice cream said it's best if eaten by May 2015 but I hate to leave things to the last minute.
I don't own all my mistakes, but I am making regular payments.