Snorlax…

So here’s the thing…I’m not saying that I’m fat because that word is nowhere in my vocabulary to describe myself but I will say that there are occasions that I feel like a freaking Snorlax. I’m sure at one point in time you as well have felt like this. Like for instance….you have probably felt like a snorlax when you your trying on a pair of new pants at the store (Screw clothing stores! Nowadays if it says it’s a size 36 it really means it’s a 33 and that your a blimp with rolls.) Or my personal favorite you defiantly have felt like a snorlax at 1am when you have decided to inhale that western burger from Carls Jr. (I just did this, and now I’m afraid that I won’t be able to fit inside my pokeball.) The point that I’m trying to make is this…there will always be a time where your snorlax self will creep up on you, and the best thing that you can do is turn around and tell that snorlax to shut the hell up! so screw you snorlax cause you a Bitch!

-R

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