Posts Tagged ‘kiss my fat ass’

If you’ve been following along, you know that a couple of weeks ago, while trying out for a role, I was told that I was too fat.  I found this funny.  (While not exactly a stick, I am pretty slim.)  I later started to feel almost angry about this.  A few days later, I decided I’d show them just how phat I really am.  I did something I haven’t done in a while.  I applied for a bunch of modelling gigs.  And would you know it?  I booked three of them!  THREE.  So all I have to say now is: “Thanks for the lemons, Jerk!”  My modelling career has never been hotter!  😉


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Don’t worry folks.  Before you think that I’m curled up in my Spanx crying into my Ben & Jerry’s Bacon Cheeseburger ice cream researching Gastric Bypass, rest assured; I’m not.  My shape-wear is tucked away securely in my underwear drawer, there’s no such thing as Bacon Cheeseburger ice cream (yet.  Ben, Jerry, call me.  The first one’s free.), and I’ll be damned if I’m going to let anyone make me think that I’m fat.  What DID I do?  I laughed.  I laughed, and I laughed, and I laughed.  Then I shook my head.


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