I've Come To Realize

I've got a lot of junk in my trunk, folks. Literally. So damn much shit that I can't even fit a pint-size stroller in the thing. Come to think of it, I'm not real sure what I'm gonna do with all that ass inside my jeans, either. I asked for Spanx, but so far nobody's followed through with that request. All I ask is that the Lord above doesn't make me jog to lose this weight. That would be tragic. I'm busy enough dodging chemwebs while walking, let alone running. Oh well, off to finish the rest of the Halloween candy.