Thursday, September 25, 2008

I'm like that rat in Charlotte's Web that doesn't know when to stop.


I'll say this, I'm not messin' around when it comes to pizza buffets. Don't mess with me. 
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2 comments:

Running after Antelope said...

Oh the humanity! Look at that carnage.

I am like this with pasta and the cheap parmesan cheese in the can. I have been known to eat disgusting amounts of this food.

September 25, 2008 at 8:44 PM
Jenny said...

what was that rat's name again? is he the one where the belly would get so big he'd have to roll around like violet after she turned into a blueberry? speaking of which--that's what my ankles and feet look like these days. The oompa loompas need to roll me to the juicer.

September 26, 2008 at 2:57 PM

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