I really really really want to be on The Biggest Loser. I don't know why, but I really really like that show. I dislike "reality" shows, especially because they don't require much writing, and overall, they are void of content, but I am obsessed with these people! That would be awesome to have to spend weeks working out with some hot trainers, have healthy/tasty meals cooked for you by chefs, and best of all, get to be at "camp" all over again!
I would so hit on every other contestant on the show. At night, I would whip out my secret stash of candy bars and marshmellow goodies, and I would climb into their beds, and we would jiggle the night away with chocolate smeared across our faces and embonpoint bodies. And afterwards, we'd cuddle while she tells me that she is fat because her Dad never molested her. Finally, we'd cry because we are bloated with guilt and chocoalate, and there's nothing left to do but bathe in each other's sweet sugary tears.
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...that entry was too hot, but possibly hit too close to home. ha! i was watching the biggest loser the other day while i was working out, all ready to feel better for being able to outrun SOMEBODY but sadly, this was not the case. I would've been last on the first leg of the triathalon, believe you me.
What does embonpoint mean?
to traci b:
it means plumpness of person, but i actually used it incorrectly as an adjective when it is really a noun
to chronic b:
haha, i was actually watching that same episode and the triathalon immediatly inspired me to go run 3 miles...and i barely made it 1. it was rough.
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