This afternoon, a friend was trying to convey how fat this girl she had encountered was, and described her thusly: "She was big. I mean, she was bigger than YOU."
My God, I thought, call Goodyear. One of their blimps MUST be missing if there is a body out there floating around that's bigger than me.
Apparently my "you just had a baby" pass is up, and I better keep driving the next time I pass a Chick-fil-a.

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