IN MY DEFENSE: I gave these dudes a *cumulative* 7. As in total. For the whole group. They are SO disappointing.

Aaagh! That Adam & Eve photo is skeeving me out. What a terrible way to start my week.

I feel like the girl on the Happy Train.

Bridget Jones. Chubby girl with a diary. Awesome.

You're so fancy.

Oh, no-- please don't further this fallacy. Women are just as tempted as men-- JUST as tempted-- and it makes those of us who are aware of our lustful temptations feel hopelessly defective when people say that women don't have these temptations or that we're stronger at handling them. It causes a double-damn: Not only are we sinning, we're sinning in a way that makes us freaks.

And it's just not true. All have fallen short of the glory of God, all are helpless without his grace, and all have the hope of His perfect redemption. Even those of us who are tempted by sexual lust.

For the record, we don't hate you because you're a monkey. We hate you because you're prompt. Stop making us look bad. -Bitchy moms everywhere

Gummy bear diplomacy FTW.

Excellent analysis. I also appreciate the photographic comparison-- pre-teen Tamara was all about Zack Morris; adult Tamara doesn't mind the occasional second glance at Jeff Winger. Even if he does have a smaller phone.

Thanks for the shout!

Why is my phone number on that billboard?

This post was, and remains, one of my favorite things ever written in the expanse of the blogosphere. Having a name for my Fat Kidness has changed my life, or at least given validation for the way I live it. Viva la donut!