• Dear Body,

    by  • March 1, 2010 • Buck up!, Knock it Off • 1 Comment

    Even though another birthday is nearing, you do not have my permission to start DROOPING.

    Butt – quit jiggling so much when I walk. Remember the days when you used to calmly stay in place? Nice and firm and tight? Let’s give that a shot again.

    Thighs – quit competing over which one of you can be bigger. Try competing over who can be smaller. Winner gets a prize.

    Boobs – suck it up and DEAL. You should be perky and cute… and not pointing toward the floor.

    Face – where the hell did all these lines come from? Don’t give me some song and dance about too much sun and booze and not enough sleep – I don’t believe all that crap and neither should you.

    So, come on – let’s rally. Either that, or get better and walking your fat old ass into a bar so I can DRINK myself young.

    You (and Me)

    One Response to Dear Body,

    1. Tonya
      August 4, 2011 at 1:18 am

      LMFAO.. That is fucking great!!

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