Awful

So tomorrow is the big day!  No, we are not getting married; we are doing our first slim-ass weigh in.  Our goal was to lose at least 3 pounds.

We've been kind of bad, though.  Okay, we could not help the fact that we went to this BALLIN' concert the day before yesterday, and were so tired that we ate at the Awful Waffle.  That's fat code for the Waffle House.  We told ourselves "okay, if we eat this food we have to enjoy it because this is the last time we can eat this shit."  Okay, we scarfed it, like some damn fatties.  It took a total of 10 minutes to eat a grand slam breakfast, a piece. 

God, we wanted to throw up.  We felt horrible.  So we said we'd never do that again.

BUT, that was not the case with Jessie.  I just got to her house and she told me she's been pigging out. 

That's why our fat-ass is going running. 

We will let you know how the weigh-in goes!