Don't You Call Me Pudgy, Portly or Stout

Today I taught my coworker's mother what a dominatrix is. Not a demonstration or anything, but I had to explain it to her.

Who is the guy who won Dancing With The Stars? I don't actually watch the show, but I heard about the results and I've never heard of that guy before.

Apparently I want to gain weight. We've been out to eat five days in a row now. We had steak Friday, both Taco Bell and IHOP on Saturday, The Original Pancake House on Sunday, McDonald's Monday, and The Old Spaghetti Factory tonight. Hello, fat ass, I've been waiting for you to join me.

We had to stop at my boyfriend's office after dinner to pick something up, and we took the stairs to his floor. That should balance out the lard fest I ate over the weekend, right?

7 comments:

The Ferryman said...

Can you give ME a demonstration?

Avitable said...

Fab, why you gotta steal my comment, huh?

Robin said...

I'm considering selling my soul to the devil to lose 20 lbs.

Amanda said...

Mr. Fab: Sure I'll get right on that

Avitable: He beat you by six minutes

Robin: If you meet the devil, will you introduce me?

Poppy said...

Can I call you PoPuStout? It's, like, so KFed!

ADW said...

Did you take the stairs 378 times? If not, then I think you are SOL.

Amanda said...

Poppy: You can, but I may cry. Popozao!

ADW: nope just the once. Then we took the elevator back down.