I had discovered that none of my jeans fit and my favorite jeans that I hadn't washed in
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Um, Google gave me this for run on sentence? |
Wow, that was one LONG ASS sentence!
So, since that tragic day, I have
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I wish it was a flower |
My belly started distending immediately upon my arrival, which made my already tight jeans extremely tight and painful. We were on a time limit so I couldn't use her bathroom; plus I would be way too embarrassed, but clearly not embarrassed enough to share this with all of you; I'm not sane, in case you forgot or haven't seen my in a while. I could feel my stomach growing and between the stabbing pains from fiber and the jeans becoming tighter and tighter, and the back spasms from my crappy bad back, I was feeling
Six hours later, I looked absolutely fabulous! I felt like I was going to have a massive explosion and the button on my jeans was about to pop! Let's just say it was good feeling to go home and bond with my bathroom.
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This is fairly accurate |
1) I don't need any addition fiber in my diet EVER!
2) I look great in red!
I like that my hair now reflects my fiery spirit and rage filled heart!
Splendid then...
OK, here's what it looks like...

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