I just want to say to the people in my office who order things like burgers or tuna wraps with a large order of fries, SCREW YOU! That’s what I want to eat! Instead, I’m stuck with my sad salads. I’m chewing on lettuce leaves to fit in my pants, and while it does help, my love of all things fried is still with me, and dude, like an ex-boyfriend, you might forget about it for a while but then a certain song, or smell in this case, brings it all back. Aaargh. What am I supposed to do? Just keep posting pictures of what I’d rather be eating? So not fair.
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