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Stood in front of the fridge and ate a cold weiner for supper. Reminded me of what my ex-boyfriend was always trying to serve me in the bedroom.
Fat Bottom Girl Said What
When my ass talks, people listen.
Stood in front of the fridge and ate a cold weiner for supper. Reminded me of what my ex-boyfriend was always trying to serve me in the bedroom.
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Fat Bottom Girl Said What 
Would that be a Lil’ Smokie…?
You got it! Hahaha
Oh, *snap!* Hope he reads that.
I came home one night high as a kite, opened the refrigerator, saw a bowl of leftover stuffing from the previous night and AT IT WITH MY HANDS. Cold, no less. I didn’t even walk a few steps to the right and zap it in the microwave. Good times.
I don’t even have the excuse of being high…for either wiener!! LOL
#lilsmokie