Saturday, May 20, 2006

Essay 609


So beefy, your husband might get jealous. Or get a massive coronary.

Honey, it’s a mess.
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Maulleigh said...

I'm surprised they'd try to sell women on all this fat and calories. In a way, I like that...I guess.

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