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On the Diet

no bacon gut achin’ ice cream left scene faux “no thankies” hide my crankies supplement doesn’t dent appetite up all night low-cal goop messy poop fart unseen gas ‘o lean loss goal takes toll

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Cheryl Hoffman

Date: 11/7/2016 9:14:00 PM

Lol, thanks for making me laugh lim'rik! Sorry for your having no bacon with your gut achin, but you don't want to be heart attack'in!:)

Lim'Rik Flats
Date: 11/8/2016 8:43:00 AM

for sure! ;-)

Tim Smith

Date: 11/3/2016 10:14:00 AM

tastes bland--like sand...tum aches--for bakes...labels--fables...more please--for me's...I quit--this sh--

Lim'Rik Flats
Date: 11/4/2016 10:58:00 PM

my fave? labels-fables :-):-):-0 diet or no! Oh yeah, the ending couplet is great as well

Eve Roper

Date: 11/3/2016 9:03:00 AM

hahaha.... this is so very true the silliness that comes out of true nature of the body epically as we get older.... good one Hugs Eve

Lim'Rik Flats
Date: 11/4/2016 10:57:00 PM

So my muscle turns to fat AND silliness? ;-) huggerpoos! ~ j