There is only one food group. And her name is meat.
I have lost 13 lbs. Brian cannot take that away from me. His sticks and stones may break my bones but his words float past me like the wafting scent of a rotisserie chicken.
This week my goal is to implement an exercise plan. I will make love to that pull up machine every day if it kills me.
P.S. The donut liked my singing. Food loves me back. Unlike people.
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