sharing a chipotle burrito with your fiance for lunch and then coming home and eating a massive heap of spaghetti was not a good idea.
my stomach said 'YAY!' and the scale said 'OMG! You are a fat cow.'
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2 comments:
You're not allowed to call yourself a fat cow! Ever!
That's what friends do to you.
That didn't come out right...I meant to say "complete strangers who ask if you're pregnant" do.
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