No, I'm not talking about the economy. Nor am I referring to particles in a nuclear expansion.
In this case, I'm talking about the unbelievable expansion of the waistlines around my workplace. I mean, what the fuck is going on here?
Case in point: Kelly just walked by. Never talked to her, but she sits not too far away. Probably 30 years of age, cheeks are getting a little saggy, and her face is pretty flat--kinda like a Chinese, but she's a whitey.
Nevertheless, she always has good clothes and lots of make-up, and a certain degree of class and sophistication. She's engaged and preparing for her wedding.
So why's she getting fatter?
I mean, she's plumping up. I saw her leaning against her boss's desk, and her thighs are getting huge! I mean, goddamn!
I thought women generally let themselves get fuckin big and fat after marriage, because they figure they don't have to be attractive to anyone anymore, even their husbands. But if Kelly keeps up the weight gain, she'll have to trade in her wedding dress for a plus size at least three times before the big day!
What's going on here! And I wonder what her fiance thinks? Does he mind that her ass is going to be a fuckin cattle-car caboose? Maybe he likes that. But he'll have to ignore the rapidly increasing number of folds all along her front and sides.
This fuckin shit is weak.
Jurched
In this case, I'm talking about the unbelievable expansion of the waistlines around my workplace. I mean, what the fuck is going on here?
Case in point: Kelly just walked by. Never talked to her, but she sits not too far away. Probably 30 years of age, cheeks are getting a little saggy, and her face is pretty flat--kinda like a Chinese, but she's a whitey.
Nevertheless, she always has good clothes and lots of make-up, and a certain degree of class and sophistication. She's engaged and preparing for her wedding.
So why's she getting fatter?
I mean, she's plumping up. I saw her leaning against her boss's desk, and her thighs are getting huge! I mean, goddamn!
I thought women generally let themselves get fuckin big and fat after marriage, because they figure they don't have to be attractive to anyone anymore, even their husbands. But if Kelly keeps up the weight gain, she'll have to trade in her wedding dress for a plus size at least three times before the big day!
What's going on here! And I wonder what her fiance thinks? Does he mind that her ass is going to be a fuckin cattle-car caboose? Maybe he likes that. But he'll have to ignore the rapidly increasing number of folds all along her front and sides.
This fuckin shit is weak.
Jurched
