You are what you eat.
That's not a particularly comforting ditty, is it?
Unless of course you are sensible.
And eat only grain laden, fruits and vegetables, no sugar. Perhaps emulating a chimpanzee. Surely, you've never seen a chubbette, unhealthy, weight watching, Atkins following one of those, have you?
On a daily basis I reconsider my choices. Usually, I have the courage of my convictions until around 6 P.M. Then all hell breaks loose.
What to do?
I've already established that a mouth covered with masking tape, while an attractive option, is impractical. Unless it's a dual effort, don't eat and lip hair removal.
A visual. Would a visual help?
Probably not. Or at least I thought so until I read the article entitled don't tell the kids.
Let's say that you'll never look dispassionately at the Easter Bunny in quite the same way, ever ever again.
What's the definition of hypocrite? Do I sincerely believe that Elsie and her friends are led to slaughter singing kumbaya?
So, I've decided that going forward, I am going to only hang out with my new best friends.
He's Tarzan, she's Jane.
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