bromancing-the-stone

bromancing-the-stone:

I don’t care that I’m 24, I’ll always lift my hand toward an automatic door and pretend I have telekinetic powers.

One time, I was walking in to a store with my nephew (He’s 2 years old) where they had those types of doors, and I said:”I will need you to do me a favour…I need you to whisper alot of times the words ‘open please’ so the door opens…can you do that for me?” He looked at me, and then to my sister, and said:”…Mummy…Uncle Rich is too tired, can we just go in?”
I was like:”…you little shit…”