The Holy Gospel according to the Prairie Messiah

Like a myth you rode in from the west. From the go you had my button pressed. Did the tea-time of your soul Make you long for wilder days? Did you never let Jack Kerouac Wash over you in waves?

Tuesday, November 29, 2005

What you need is a sugar daddy, diamond rings and a brand new Caddy.

I am amazed at the fact that my father has managed to devour half a praline cheesecake in two days. My father is hardly overweight. In fact, he is very average in size, about 5'-5" and 160 pounds. I have witnessed this man eat enourmous amounts of greasy, unhealthy and fast foods and never gain a pound. He absolutely adores both sweets and salty snacks. That man can throw down some serious groceries, yet I am mystified as to exactly where he puts it. I have concluded that my father is either (a) bulimic, (b) has one heck of a tapeworm, or (c) just pretending that he is eating and is really feeding the imaginary dog under the table.

1 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

I AM SO JEALOUS OF YOUR DAD!!! I wish I could pig out and not gain weight.... I like the new digs, Nikki! Just stopping by to say howdie. :) Hope all is well with you & yours! Hugs to you, woman ~Ann :) :) :P

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