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Oh. My. God. Becky, look

Oh. My. God. Becky, look at her butt.

Or abs. Or thighs. Or chest.

Wanna feel soft? Wanna feel FAT? Go see a competitive bodybuilder/personal trainer/stripper. My lord, I really need to reevaluate the choices I'm making foodwise and exercise-wise. I MUST get rid of this flab sticking out of my gut and get flat abs. NOW.

I feel like CRAP. Bleh.