A businessman entered an elevator, where a cheerful blonde greeted him with, “T-G-I-F.”
Smiling, he replied, “S-H-I-T.”
Confused, she repeated, “T-G-I-F,” slowly.
The man again responded, “S-H-I-T.”
Trying to keep things friendly, she smiled wider and said, “T-G-I-F.”
The man replied once more, “S-H-I-T.”
Finally, the blonde explained, “‘T-G-I-F’ means ‘Thank God, It’s Friday!’ Get it?”
The man answered, “S-H-I-T means ‘Sorry, Honey, It’s Thursday’—duuhhh.”
Sarah and Emily had been best friends for twenty-five years. They grew up next door to each other, shared their happiest memories, and always dreamed of starting…
At 7:40 on a Saturday morning, a gunshot shattered the quiet of our Iowa farm. I was making pancakes when I heard it, and something about how…
The crash came out of nowhere. An 83-year-old driving the wrong way, a group of children on bicycles, and a quiet French town shattered in seconds. Independence…
I never imagined I would give birth aboard an airplane, especially at 35,000 feet. But what happened during that flight became a story I would remember for…
After six years of loyalty, hard work, and giving everything I had to my job, I was dismissed without warning. There was no proper explanation, no severance…
The coldest night of January, I drove 115 miles through a North Dakota blizzard because my eighty-two-year-old mother had stopped answering her phone. My husband was working…