For dinner last night, my brother ate 12 Dim Sims and half a bowl of salad.
Dad is complaining that he cannot fit into his old racing leathers.
My mum is frequently asked if she is 'expecting'.
And apparently I'm the one who needs to lose weight?
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People ask if aunty Shree is HAVING A BABY!!?? i don't believe it...that has just knocked all words from my mounth. But your brother eatting that many dim sims who could stop him, lost for words again.
I'm 27. I sing. I run. I laugh. I play. I love. I hate. I try. I succeed. I fail. I tire. I sleep. I eat. I cry. I smile. I remember. I forget. I sneeze. I cough. I look. I see. I hear. I feel. I breathe. I think. I act. I follow. I lead. I choke. I quit. I win. I lose. I live, just like a real girl. And also like a real girl, eventually I die
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People ask if aunty Shree is HAVING A BABY!!?? i don't believe it...that has just knocked all words from my mounth. But your brother eatting that many dim sims who could stop him, lost for words again.
Oh believe me, it made me sick watching him...
And he's been leaving smells all over the house today too.
Not nice
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hahahaha
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