Monday, December 22, 2008

Dear Office Christmas Cake.

Dear Office Christmas Cake,

This really hurts, but I think we're going to have to take a break. You see, time after time you promise me that you won't add on 5 pounds to my ass and thighs with every piece of you I take. However, as my jeans get tighter and I find myself having to unbutton the top of my pants once again, I realize that I cannot trust you.

YOU LIED TO ME, you with your sweet, cinnamon encrusted outside and your soft moist insides. You bastard. We're done.

No longer forever yours,


P.S.- Maybe we can have a make-up session later this afternoon?

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