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My wife was on a diet. I told her that if she didn't lose 30 pounds this year: that we were through. She bought thrity pounds ofdehyrated chicken and tuna, and said Thrity pounds of weight I'll throw it in the river so it'll get losed. I stopped and looked at her. That's that idoit in her that I couldn't stand: mean and vendictive. Again I told her she had gained to much weigh to quickly and I was concerned: She said no you found some bingo-b$t#h that makes you feel some sorta ay, if I find you cheating I'll whip that B$t#hes a$$! That all to it. I woke up the next morning she was sitting in the kitchen floor with ten opened tuna cans" I said what are you doing?" She said she was reading the expiration dates and ate them up before they could expire" I refused to beleive her>
Dear Whoretense: What am I to do? Her family is from terton England she keeps saying she wants to either visit there or erberg Germany this summer. I can't take her serious with these kinda shenanigan's. I had planned going to either Kissing or Wedding Germany this summer with her but now I just don't know what to do. She told me it wasn't over til the fat woman sings: I can't get the image of her on the floor with the tuna cans outta my mind: Fear Whoretense what to do? My God what to Do?
Desperate
From OberFlute Commons
Wartberg Wangglestone

From the Book: Name Dropping and Fat Shaming
by by
Datl Chol Huba
and Yo'qlj Daq
Published by Naabul Meyvan
Dimmer Publishing Company
LemonGrass Farms Edition
Buddha's Hands and Daffodils'
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