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Submitted by reeses on Tue, 2003-10-21 03:31.
OMFG. So, I ate a bit of meat tonight. Maybe...too much meat. I don't know if places like this adhere to the concept of the clean plate club, but I do. If I leave food on the plate, I feel guilty. (Yes, guilt is a constant thread in my life. It's what my people get in exchange for our foreskins.) So, I have a big spinach salad. A meal-sized spinach salad. Then, a 24-oz porterhouse, with the hugest bloody hash brown on earth. Easily 14" in diameter, and 2.5" tall. I didn't even try to finish the potatoes. Then, some "strawberries and whipped cream", which consisted of a bowl of whipped cream (probably about a cool-whip-sized tub of) and a pint and a half of strawberries. My gut is HUGE. It's swollen, I'm afraid to lie down, and I can't walk fast. The only thing saving me at all was that my stomach was so stuffed, there was no jiggling. It was solid as the ripped six pack it replaced. If I fast all week, I'll still gain weight. I'd have to go on the Blaine Suspension Diet to offset this culinary debauchery. I wish it had been tasty enough to be worth it. Post new comment |
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