Friday, April 21, 2017
Sabotaged by the thin one
A conversation with my alter ego
Me talking to myself: You know you really shouldn’t skip breakfast, and for a buck you can get a sausage/egg biscuit. Next exit, McDonalds! Pull in, sister.
No! No! NO! Fatso, you just keep driving. You know very well if you pull through that drive through, you’ll be pulling out with a cin-a-bun instead of a sausage biscuit.
Darn that crazy driver! I can’t get over; now I missed my Mickey D's exit.
Don’t worry Chunky Monkey, Schnucks Market is up ahead; buy yourself some fresh fruit.
Schnucks, yes, apples! Ahhh; their apple turnovers melt in my mouth.
Hey Butter Biscuit Butt, did you look in the mirror when you stuffed all that flab into your pants this morning? You’re not sucking in that gut as well as you used to.
Oh, whatever! I’m going to love myself the way I am.
The scale says there’s more of you to love, sugar dumpling. Still want that apple tart?
SHUT UP you little tart! I know I have 10 pounds to lose.
Heh-heh! 10? Kidding yourself again, Thunder Thighs?
Life is too short; I’m going to pull in and get an apple turnover.
Hey Bimbo, eat that turnover and soon you won’t be able to turn yourself over.
I am just going to love the skin I’m in.
Hey Pudge, they make Spanx that can suck in that skin you’re in.
Oh all right! I really don’t need the junk. I do need to eat better, and eat less. A lot less. I’ll be good and I’ll buy fruit, and I'll eat light all day today.
That-a-girl. Hey Fat Ass,
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