Since the onset of his deployment, Paul has lost seven pounds.
Lucky.
I kid! I kid!
If you can't laugh at malnourishment and stress, what is left to be funny? Famine? Pestilence? Someone tripping?
All of the above.
This is Day 107.
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2 comments:
Funny...I've gained ten pounds. Guess it's time for me to head back to the desert. Could probably use a good tan as well???
When the ten pounds has gone to your biceps, well, I think you get a pass....
As for going back to the desert, I don't think I could handle more than one brother over there at a time.
Love,
The Maid
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