
This thread (and OP in particular) has to be setting all kinds of forum records.



I was going to ask what that was, but I just came to an awful, chilling realization… That’s a deep-fried Snickers, isn’t it?
I’ve heard that tastes really good, but I’m not sure very many people hate their body enough to actually eat one.
Heart attack
I loathe my body. Its the house that bacon, butter and Dr Pepper built. I think the only thing that keeps my heart pumping is the steady stream of coffee I pump in my veins. A stick of fried butter wouldnt phase me. It will never fail me. It will be the light of joy in my soul that brings me peace and serenity. I can hate my thighs, but I’ll never hate the spread of the gods.
mumbles, with mouth glued together by caramel: Oet oees oendoeed… (it is indeed) 

When you always got a “Schnitzel” at handy…
My body is a temple…to every vice known to the gods. I may die an early death but at least I’ll be smiling.
He should be arrested for
for
…

…
battery!
This thread has taken a turn for the butter. Err batter. Err bitter. Err better.
Already hare. 




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