Internet, today I have consumed no less than 47,000 calories in baked goods that had the misfortune of being in the scope of my vortex. I obliterated a whole village of gingerbread people and without missing a beat moved right on to some rasberry fudge. Around 2 pm my jaw actually unhinged to make room for fistfuls of peanut brittle.
I would like to think that since my office is roughly the temperature of a snowmans balls, I have burned off the calories through shivering alone. But I doubt it.
6 days ago
1 comment:
there was raspberry fudge in your office and i wasn't told about this? i don't know if we can be friends anymore.
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