10 Jun 2008 seemaxrun No Comments fashion, humor Permalink 119 One hundred and nineteen pounds. YES! 0 Responses to 119 Woeful June 10, 2008 at 3:35 am I need to get to the gym more… max June 10, 2008 at 4:54 am Or give up ice cream. [wink] aj June 10, 2008 at 4:41 pm Diet Coke, Chocolate & Cheesecake. max June 10, 2008 at 5:36 pm No way it took two weeks without ice cream to knock off that freaking pound I hit some sort of aberrant tier there I think I am going for 114 to be safe. Kitty June 11, 2008 at 12:17 am Yay! Skinny bitch. :::running::: max June 11, 2008 at 1:48 am You better run. Jeez. max June 11, 2008 at 1:49 am [Speaking of skinny, you know I could bench press you right?] Kitty June 11, 2008 at 3:27 pm Not while I’m running. max June 11, 2008 at 4:31 pm That was sass right? aj June 12, 2008 at 5:24 pm Running just means she would have to juggle instead. Kitty June 12, 2008 at 6:32 pm Okay, if you’re gonna bench press me, don’t touch the ribs. I’m ticklish and would get all twitchy and you’d end up dropping me. max June 13, 2008 at 2:18 am Wow you are being pretty demanding for someone who is about to be tossed around like a hedgehog. Stiletto June 13, 2008 at 6:16 pm 115! Max, if you ever get skunk drunk, I’ll be able to carry you home! max June 13, 2008 at 6:30 pm LOL — shopping carts are more fun. Stiletto June 13, 2008 at 6:59 pm Isn’t Valliant the one with a thing for shopping carts? We’ll have to ask him. Pingback: revenge of the brownie « celluloid blonde Leave a ReplyYour email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *Comment * Name * Email * Website Save my name, email, and website in this browser for the next time I comment.
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I need to get to the gym more…
Or give up ice cream. [wink]
Diet Coke, Chocolate & Cheesecake.
No way it took two weeks without ice cream to knock off that freaking pound I hit some sort of aberrant tier there I think I am going for 114 to be safe.
Yay!
Skinny bitch.
:::running:::
You better run. Jeez.
[Speaking of skinny, you know I could bench press you right?]
Not while I’m running.
That was sass right?
Running just means she would have to juggle instead.
Okay, if you’re gonna bench press me, don’t touch the ribs. I’m ticklish and would get all twitchy and you’d end up dropping me.
Wow you are being pretty demanding for someone who is about to be tossed around like a hedgehog.
115! Max, if you ever get skunk drunk, I’ll be able to carry you home!
LOL — shopping carts are more fun.
Isn’t Valliant the one with a thing for shopping carts? We’ll have to ask him.
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