Today I did not want to go out, and I did not. I probably should have, but I made the decision not to and I am trying hard not to second-guess that choice.
My feet swell like a bullfrog courting a sexy female. Perhaps that can of chili with cheese and crushed Tostitos has something to do with the fat feet, you think? Seems my hunger monster appears regularly the past couple of days. Perhaps if I chose a healthier fare, I would not crave junk.
Later, Dude.
Please, I'm trying to get in touch with you. I'm an old friend of Paul Mooney and would love to speak with you: victoriag@netwurx.net
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