Ok. I’m a tightarse. I’ve balanced the drinks by losing the desert.
You know, can’t go over the calorie quota.
And what a sacrifice it was!
Ok. I’m a tightarse. I’ve balanced the drinks by losing the desert.
You know, can’t go over the calorie quota.
And what a sacrifice it was!
“The Zen master was asked the solemn question--what is Buddha? He took off his sandal, put it on his head, and walked away.”