Whenever I hear the phrase, “a chain of unforseen circumstances”, I know it’s Monday and it’s going to cost me money.
It’s Monday, and I’m not sure if life is passing me by or running me over.
I got the license plate of the truck that ran me over. It was “Monday”.
I got my duct tape and bubble wrap. Monday can now begin.
If I was a Trophy Husband I wouldn’t have to get out of bed on a Monday.
I have a higher percentage of bad decisions on Monday than any other day of the week.