Blow out

I’ve never thought of myself as fat. A bit chubby, a love handle here and there but omg, today did I get the wake up call. I bent over and ripped the arse right out of my jeans. Just think about that for a moment. J-E-A-N-S. That item of clothing with triple sewn seams and material so tough, sewing machine needles start to cry the minute they see what they’ve got to do. Well Fatso here, managed to rip the bum right out of a pair. And if you don’t believe me, here’s the proof.

Photo on 27-04-20 at 10.23 #3

It could have been the home-made pasta last night. Or the Anzac biscuits. But I’ve decided it’s all the friction from my bike seat. SO THERE!

 

 

 

 


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