Current mood: calm
Category: Writing and Poetry
On my IPOD: Caught Up : Usher
By: Cicily Janus
So she sat down at her short little table.
She called up her friend, who happened to be in the same sad state of affairs. And told her,
"My friend, you and I have to stop eating all of these Éclairs."
A look of defeat fell upon her face, for it was at this very minute, the cream made of sugar and milk was traveling down her gastric journey of pleasure. But just like her friend, she knew that it was her waist line that she was deeply afraid to measure
The two of them went to a fat-doctor they found on the internet the very next day and enlisted his help, after all, they needed it in the very worst way.
He looked at them and smiled a slight, mustached-devilish grin,
"Ladies, your beauty is obvious, even if your pounds hide away the inner-thinness between your mounds. All I need is your patience and money and soon you will be one hot pair of honeys"
Burning calories and self esteem, the women jumped and jumped into the night. They began to feel so tired, but the pounds had to come off, he just had to be right.
But it was the second part that came as a surprise. A lettuce smoothie with grass, well…It would certainly be better than fat lady demise.
He began to realize that they were on to his scheme and said,
"One more thousand down and the real trick will be revealed. You come with me for a toxic, chemical fat-burning peel!"
"Don't worry, relax, lay very still as this will only hurt for a little while."
Yours in Exercise, Essential Fats and Extra Special People,