What is your deal? I told you early this morning that I wouldn't be having anything to do with you. I lost another pound last week, and you're not screwing that up, dear.
Lunch time: Michelle, I'm one cookie.......how much harm can I do?
Seriously? You have a small point here..................................
Do you understand that I've been having to pull up my pants all day long, and I kinda like that feeling........Get out of my face!
Yeah, well......It's one cookie.
See, Ive been saving up for this red velvet cake that I have to eat on my birthday, and I don't really understand what that gingerbread cookie couldn't understand about that.....
OH WELL!
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