But then I looked closer.
It wasn't hanging like fat.
IT WAS ABS. My crappy, physically-demanding job is giving me ABS!
That, in addition to the fact that my best friend was recently admiring my slightly increased boob size that came with my new above-100lbs weight (sorry you had to read that, Mom), makes me feel pretty happy about where I am physically right now.
Yes, you may commence with beating me to death now.
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So you apologize for stating that a young man noticed your increased boob size, something that is perfectly natural, but you don't apologize for the assrape comment? What the hell is the matter with you? (I originally wrote assrape crack and then I realized what I had typed and changed it. Because, you know. I said crack. And there were double entendres and stuff. Also, your mother is apparently 12. Heh.)
The answer is alcohol.
How do you do the crossing out of the words thingy?
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