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Did you get my message?
God, I love space.
You reminded me, though - I found this photo a while back and the woman in it reminded me of you. http://i.imgur.com/zRjlMLi.jpg
Not very big.
You don't have to try and convince me I'm not a pig. Figuratively speaking, I am. It doesn't bother me to call myself that. Or fata.ss, hog, etc. I actually find it hilarious and it makes me feel better about myself. I have absolutely no idea why. Now I'm laughing again.
Also, Nanaimo bars don't actually taste like fat at all. They just are. I wasn't exaggerating about the seventeen grams of fat thing. One bar actually has seventeen grams of fat and around 200 calories.
Blue. My dad got some the other day, and they were delicious. So delicious, in fact, that they disappeared mysteriously within a week. Because I am a fuc.king pig. He also got a Nanaimo bar slab, and I'm trying to only eat one or two a day because one fuc.king bar literally has about seventeen grams of fat in it and something something over five hundred calories. Probably not five hundred, but it really sends the message that these tasty fuc.kers are like chocolate bars of fat, you know?
I really want some Kool-Aid Jammers.
Please let me know when you're going offline?