So as I mentioned in a text to my Shelly, she calls and says that she was a bit put off about the tiny nose thing, that she should just eat like a porker and not care, instead of working to better herself to please me. Now I'm not slim by any means, but I need to loose at least 70 pounds before I can get my clean card from the FAA to fly again. So I'm down to eating these really small Oscar Myer snacks with 7 crackers some really small ham slices and a once of cheese. Which gives me all I need in nutrition, it is though why I wasn't on the spot, to catch my lady Shelly's call. Had to really unload my bowels. Reason? Ms. Brenda brought me over this mess of grub along with a half cake that looks like a pound cake cut in half. After chowing down on that my insides needed to unload.
Now Ms. Brenda is okay looking as far as that goes, and as far as I know not involved with anybody and older than two 57 Chevies but she helps keep me fed and that's okay. See some folks here in Wendell don't all think I such a big bad Wolf.
Remember the ep, from Star Trek Next Generation? Where Data was having goofy dreams and in it , it was said that sometimes a cake is just a cake? Well sometimes my lady Shelly, nothing is going on sometimes I just need to poop.