I said maybe it was your fat ass that ripped it Ronda!, how the hell would I know them seems weren't ready to unravel by the time I got my foot in there. I said to her "Don't ya know who ya talk'n to here" and she had the nerve to say "Huh". I don't want to talk about it. I will never step into "Tits" ever again, until they answer my E-mail complaint and send me an apology and coupon.
Oh I think I'll go meet up with Alice and Trudy at IHOP later, too down right now to think about exercising right now. In the mood for them crapes with chicken pieces in that tan sauce, whatever the hell that is.