I’m Fat as Hell and I’m Not Going to Take it Anymore

james keeney hill

Or maybe I am.  Who knows?  I need to drop at least twenty pounds but my body refuses to budge, maybe because those cravings for my old favorite addictions keep coming back, and every once in a great while, I give in.  My body is apparently at that age where months can pass by without a morsel of baked goods crossing through my pie hole, and nothing changes.  It’s too comfortable with where it is at.  It’s as comfortable as a blueberry scone.  I ate so many in my younger days that I became what I ate and now my body is half scone, and the scone parts want more scones to mate with.  If they took a scan of my body my liver would probably look like a blueberry or apricot scone soaking in a latte bath, my heart the shape of a pancake pumping maple syrup, and if…

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