Give me some rope, Tie me to dream, Give me the hope, To run out of steam....– At Least It Was Here (The 88 — Community is a good show.)
I like the version better where number three is “you gotta tell her that she’s pretty.”
As a fatty myself,
I’m only endorsing how true the latter statement in the below quote is for me.
How can you eat so little?
Friend: I just get full very easily.
Other friend: The point of eating is not to get full! It's to enjoy the food!
My mind: I love fatties.
I have made my peace with something.
Mom: Wait, so you’re just gonna quit? Why can’t you just do blah-blah? You should just do blah-blah. If you did blah-blah you could get blah-blah. Why don’t you just do blah-blah, honey. Me: STFU MOM I HAVE MADE MY PEACE.
"Good wine is a good familiar creature if it be...
-the good ol’ bard, hisself. LET US DRAIN THE NEAREST VINEYARD, FRIEND.