If cutting out all sugar, animal, and gluten products did not work, Elise would resort to the time honored tradition of weight loss via Photoshop and just never leave the house again, living a virtual life through social media, where she could be thin.
His neighbor had no idea that she was part of the decor of his apartment, but she would find out.
It puts the sweetener on the skin… or else it gets the hose again…
Pastel and cancerous, just like so many loves of his life.
Who’s your SUGAR MAMA……..
Mr. T.H.E Sugarcup hadn’t been to a bachelor party in well over 45 years, since he was in his 20’s and he was sure the groom, young and poignant D. Jon Mustard, had only invited him to this shindig out of courtesy to the bride (Sugarcup’s own niece, Splenda); but Sugarcup was such a nervous old fool that when it came to be his turn to do a shot off the entertainment’s abdomen, he froze and simply remained sitting upon her bare belly causing quite the awkward pause for all his fellow party goers…
Setting the nyotaimori for dinner.
This tabletop design always outsells “beer-gut guy.”
She had to open so many little packets to substitute a cup of sugar for SweetnLow in her favorite recipe.
She considered the package of sweetener that she had stolen from Denny’s and realized she was turning into her grandma.
Despite the steamroller accident, he loved her – although shellacking her remains, bolting on four table legs and situating her in the dining room might not be the best way of showing it.
Don’t be fooled by the pretty colorful packaging.
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