I don’t miss waiting tables even a little bit. But, oh man, has my ass gotten huge.
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June 15th, 2005 | Assorted
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June 15th, 2005 | Assorted
I don’t miss waiting tables even a little bit. But, oh man, has my ass gotten huge.
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Sorry if I offended you. The people who were in the front of anti-Bush rallies for moveon.org(?) and such really has hurt the cause. The screams of conspiracy theories have become chicken little like. I want the patriot act, the TSA, and Bush to fall hard.
By the way.
” I smell like lilacs and strawberries and fresh rain.”
I would recommend dry rose oil. Smells great on my dear miss. Her one bottle has lasted almost a year now.
Not offended. But calling liberals stinky might make your argument less valid.
I actually don’t smell like any of those things.
Ah, the computer worker’s ass. The stuff of legends! Sedentary jobs are dangerous in their own ways. Sometimes I think my biggest health liability is my sit-on-my-ass job.
Nothin’ wrong with a little extra cargo in the caboose! I’m a big fan.
Likewise, I don’t miss hauling 80 lbs sacks of of Quickcreet around the parking lot at Lowe’s, but I do miss (or rather don’t miss) all the weight I lost at that job.
As a former bartender/server turned office worker I can attest to the speed at which the junk settles into your trunk upon the change of careers. Also, my arms - once toned bands of steel from carrying trays and shaking many martinis - have turned into pathetic, limp, slightly-flabby noodles. Welcome to the club, here’s your rice cake and water.
that’s it tubby i’m outta here
Hi, i heard that Hugh Jass is here. May i speak with him?
Time to re-visit fp5krunners?
I used to wait tables and I loved how toned my arms and butt were. Sigh.
You still rock, big ass or no. (Or was I supposed to be sensitive and dispute the bigness of your ass? 29 years of guydom and I still haven’t got that figured out.)
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