Thickness

Excuse me a moment while I finish pulling these shorts up…

Damn…Ugh…arghh…uhh….ahhh…rrrr….mmmmm…..

~scratching head~

What the hell is going on?

I know these shorts are ancient but damn a couple of months ago they were falling off of me. Oh no. I must have gained some weight. My booty is actually hanging out of the bottom of these shorts. Ahh man.

Heyyyyyy! I KNOW.

I know what happened! It’s my damn job.

All day long I’m sitting at that desk, punching keys and nibbling. Everybody has snacks. Everybody brings cookies and pies and I eat about two bananas a day and there’s chocolate galore and someone is always having a birthday and yesterday there were donuts AND cookies and I HAD to have a handful of cookies and THEN get a donut too. And do I really HAVE to pour all that sugar on my oatmeal in the morning?

Well… ~turning around and looking at myself~ It’s really not all that bad. ~smiling~ Thickness. I’m thick again. Size 8. Pretty nice. Nice thighs. Hmm…

Go head! Go head!

Got a lil booty! Shake that thang!
Got a lil booty! Shake that thang!

I am SO fine! LOL!