Payin' for it
I should have knowd
so anyway, I did go back to The Little Dooey for dinner on Tuesday night. It was again fabulous. I'm already working on a
I paid for it, though. Hopping on the scale on Saturday morning showed me up three pounds. The Missus™ was pissed off about it; I considered it a moral victory. I mean, seriously, I ate at least seventeen pounds of catfish and BBQ over two and a half days and I was up only three pounds?
Remember, kids: fiber is your friend.
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