Losing Weight - Part II
Have to hurry up today, sun is shining, balcony waiting, croissant in the oven!
My dearest fashion designer Karine is designing me a designer shirt ( by the way did I mention she's a designer? ), and yesterday evening she needed my measurements. I was so flattered when she told me that my waist ( or bust, or breasts or whatever ) is larger than average. Hey, I felt like I'm Tarzan. But, but, but then I wondered how that is possible: I always assumed my thorax was smaller than average, and that was the reason for my stomach to be so huge in comparison. So now I was actually told my upper body was larger than average, and that my stomach is ENORMOUS in comparison. Some hidden message from Karine I should start dieting?? Hmmmmmmm...
Have a nice day
P.S. For those who read my story ( Meet the President - will Bernard Tapie become French president in 2006? ), today's the day where we will know if Marseille is relegated to division2 in France for lack of financial support, or if it stays in division1 ( and Tapie becomes a hero ! ).
A man and his wife were working in their garden one day and the man looks over at his wife and says: “Your butt is getting really big, I mean really big. I bet your butt is bigger than the barbecue.” With that he proceeded to get a measuring tape and measure the grill and then went over to where his wife was working and measured his wife’s bottom. “Yes, I was right, your butt is two inches wider than the barbecue!!!” The woman chose to ignore her husband. Later that night in bed, the husband is feeling a little frisky. He makes some advances towards his wife who completely brushes him off. “What’s wrong?” he asks. She answers: “Do you really think I’m going to fire up this big-ass grill for one little weenie.”