 |
 |
 |
 |
 |
|
| british, fat tuesday.com, georgia strait movie listings, fujifilm, local information, travel blog, specialty drinks, weather, wine, springbreak, yourtribe.com, online, 1990s, coffee brewing, electronic, fat fantasies , fattuesday, film college, illinois, paczkisfor fat tuesday, | these are the things which should have clued me in. But connections I am dense. Obtuse.And morbidly connections obese.But next Wednesday is the beginning of Lent, which is, I suppose, as good a time as any to give something up. I was originally thinking I should not eat any food which begins with a consonant, which would mean I could eat apples... um... avocados... eggs... uh... eggplant? Okay, that's a bit harsh. But maybe I can at least go back on the original diet that worked so well.Or I can just wait seven months until the connections quintuplets are born.And I can eat them.Stupid things I've said in the past week:"I'm not saying she's loose, but last week her vagina collapsed and 12 miners were trapped inside."I was talking to somebody who is an expert on taxes in Texas, and I remarked that it's the same word, but the A and the E have switched places... |
Best Fat Paysites
|
| Since I had made tremendous strides by merely dieting, the exercise program I had just started in Milwaukee was sure to help melt away that remaining weight.How unfortunate, then, that I happened to step on a scale at work the other day. Because in the year and some months I've fat tuesday.com been living fat tuesday.com in Dallas, I did not lose those 30 pounds. No, instead I gained 30 pounds!Yeah. Now in order to achieve my ideal weight, I fat tuesday.com am going to have to lose 60 pounds. Sixty freaking pounds. That's almost like being pregnant with quintuplets. I have a baby bump. Damn it.It's not like there haven't been signs... the trousers creaking like a rickety old derrick when I squeeze into them every morning (getting dressed? It's like stuffing a sausage), the asteroid belt that's orbiting around my midsection, the fact that I don't know what my feet look like anymore, my incredible buoyancy, and the way the pavement cracks as I trudge along in my laborious plodding manner, huffing and puffing like an old steam engine... |
|
Looking for real sex? Find someone now on the
largest sex personals network.FREE signup! Post a FREE erotic ad w/5 photos, flirt in chatrooms, view explicit live Webcams, meet for REAL sex! 30,000 new photos every day! Find SEX now 
|
