9.06.2009

what we have here is a failure to communicate

Dear My Ass,
Please stop getting bigger.
Love,
Lacy

Dear Lacy,
Stop drinking hefeweizens and other generally delicious fall beers.
Love,
Your Ass

Dear My Ass,
No.
Love,
Lacy

Dear Lacy,
No.
Love,
Your Ass

(pause)

Dear My Ass,

I hope you are happy now. And smaller.
Love,
Lacy
ps, delicious fall squashes and root vegetables are coming. You best up your metabolism, bitch.

2 comments:

Rachel Wilson said...

Why do you have to be the one to concede? Unfair. Unfair.

Corrbette said...

I had this same conversation with my ass. It took itself to the gym and made me follow it. So demanding.