Fatty and skinny
Ever hear the one that goes like this: Fatty and Skinny went to bed, fatty rolled over and skinny was dead? Well today we went to breakfast at Huevos and once again Tin ate four tamales, two poached eggs while I was struggling to keep up. Then I came home and was getting ready to hose down the back porch as we have company in this weekend and Joe was out in the back yard mowing the lawn. He said, “You sure have put on some weight.”
Thanks Joe.
So I paid him to hose down the porch and I went to the gym. It seems like it’s all work and no play for me these days as I can gain weight on a radish or even thinking of the image of a radish. While everyone else in the house seems to be able to shovel food down at lightning speed with nary a pound to show.
Whatyagonnado?
On my way home from the gym I passed Joe on the Dumaine bridge and I rolled down the window still sweating from Boot Camp and said, “Hey, I lost five pounds.” He held up his fingers and said, “Two more to go.”
Thanks Joe.