Wednesday, January 19, 2005

why i love my husband

Him: So Thursday we'll go shopping for the clothes you need for the concert.

Me: OK. I'm just a little nervous that I won't find anything in my size, 'cause, you know... I'm fat.

Him: Where?!

It should be duly noted that, unlike some size 6 girls who gain 2 pounds an immediately cry "I'm fat!" and you don't know what the hell they're talking about because either a) they look exactly the same or b) they have indeed gained two pounds and actually look better for it, I am, indeed, fat. Making this story even more gooey and pukey. Tee hee.

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