Pant.
Pants.
I just like the word pants. I like that it can be clothing, or a slang for something bad. I've adopted it completely. "That's pants!"

Look at Miss Skinny Pants. :)

One last look before she disappears...
I'm still here. But I'm disappearing pound by pound... every week. It is working. I will be skinny. I will be sexy. When I get there I may decide to become a nudist because I look so incredible. I should either be nude or wear only the most amazing clothes.
And if I eat... if I do... I promise, I won't be doing it at this place:

AHAHHAAHAHHA I LOVE this post!
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Pants!
And Fatty's Chinese Kitchen... hmmmmn. :)
I love Chinese food, but I won't be eating at Fatty's either! hahaha
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