To all the sweet little girl scouts selling boxes of calorie filled crack cookies, please leave me the hell alone. I'm onto you and your devil ways. "Thin" mints....please. Your delicious Samoas seem to find a new home on my ass and this house is full. You're killing my running routine and I won't stand for it. Consider yourself warned and know that if you approach me to buy your crack you are getting nothing but the stink eye from this chubby girl.
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hahaha -- oh, how i wish i could have posted this on my door weeks ago when i caved and bought boxes (we won't go into details about how many i bought or consumed all by my lonesome.) where were you when i needed you?!?!?!
I just had my last two yummy yummy Samoas for breakfast...
MUST-NOT-BUY-MORE
(Oh but Tom just walked into the office, maybe I should go see if he's still got boxes to sell, just one more box this year... Just one more...)
Tell me about it! I've been safely avoiding them, but all the women in my office bought some and have been bringing in a different box every day!!
Hilarious!!!
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