Other girl, you're in trouble. I'm down 2 more pounds this morning and the last thing I need to think about is motherfucking donut ice cream sandwiched between two donuts.
Seriously, the recipe starts out: tear up donuts, add heavy cream and sugar. No and double no.
just as I was huffing and puffing around the house, unable to workout because of a bad back, feeling fatter than fat, I decided to check this blog...what the f??Think I'd best grill a sirloin burger tonight, and forgo the entire bottle of cheap, red wine...sheesh
Two friends basically emailing each other through a blog about food and booze and fat. Hot shit like that. In order to play along, sometimes it's best to read previous posts first. But it's a free country, man. Do whatever you want.
And who writes this shit?
JJ is a lusty lady lawyer who obsesses over food and how not to eat any more of it.
D is basically the same, although she add the extra dimension of trying to find ways to minimize her daytime calories to account for her booze at night.
6 comments:
I once ate an ice cream called "Cop Stop." It was coffee ice cream with chunks of donut in it.
Wait, am I on "This Is Why You're Fat?"
I love you, mamacita.
Other girl, you're in trouble. I'm down 2 more pounds this morning and the last thing I need to think about is motherfucking donut ice cream sandwiched between two donuts.
Seriously, the recipe starts out: tear up donuts, add heavy cream and sugar. No and double no.
just as I was huffing and puffing around the house, unable to workout because of a bad back, feeling fatter than fat, I decided to check this blog...what the f??Think I'd best grill a sirloin burger tonight, and forgo the entire bottle of cheap, red wine...sheesh
Cop Stop. Holy shit, I cannot stop laughing. I want to eat that. Stat.
Ladies - where have you been? Please keep up the posts!
F*%K!
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