Hello Mr. Brain, this is the stomach, we are good and full now please stop sending food.
What? I couldn't hear you I was noticing the cookies in the cabinet.
No bad idea, we can't fit cookies, we can't fit anything more.
Did you say more? OK arms and legs, go for the cookies.
NOOOOOOO
Did you say Moo? Yes steak would be lovely.
AHHHH, make some room in the leg, we've got incoming!
Thanks for listening
4 comments:
HAHa - you totally sound like me. I have done nothing but pig out since my long run on Wednesday. Ohh - but wings, and ice cream and chips and salsa and potato soup and salad and popcorn taste soooo good. :)
I have days (and sometimes weeks) like that too! I find myself humming the "hungry hungry hippo" song to myself as I graze without ceasing. Hope your stomach doesn't pop. :D As for your SOS Marathon - it sounds like you had a great run even if if did knock your BQ goal back in time a bit. (What do they say - carve the goal in stone but the completion date in sand?) Is your leg better? (PS - Missed you while I was gone from blogland. Thanks for the msgs - they helped!)
Uh, yeah... if you can figure out how to do that let me know because I am certain I will die like an overfed goldfish with a gastric rupture.
Oh, and where are my buffalo pictures???
Humpf! *with arms crossed petulantly*
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