Continuing Saga of Fat Girl and Skinny Girl


Skinny girl, “Do you realize that this stomach is only the size of your two fists put together? About the size of a grapefruit.”

Fat Girl, “Grapefruit!” She replied incredulously, “You’ve seen me pack, you wanna see how much pizza I can stuff in that space?”

Comments

Lelia Chealey said…
M~You are too funny!!! We can pack a lot into small spaces, can't we? :)
Looking forward to more conversations between Fat Girl & Skinny Girl. :)
February 13, 2008 at 11:45 AM
Kara Akins said…
Hello fellow mother of six! Thanks for stopping by. Love your families names. Too cute!
February 13, 2008 at 6:47 PM
Carol said…
Amen, to the packing it in! This was too funny! Thanks for the chuckle!
February 13, 2008 at 7:21 PM
Totallyscrappy said…
Some grapefruits are just larger than others...
:)
February 14, 2008 at 8:32 PM
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