Dear Carrier (me),
I’m writing to you to inform you that as age goes up, my effectiveness goes down. You always have been a pretty lucky carrier, and I have enjoy protecting you. All you life, you eat everything you want, and I don’t mind. I work fast and hard for you, I keep you looking good, even after 2 kids I had your back, your front, your thighs…. oh sorry back to the point
I mean you’ve had to 2 kids back to back and I was there for you. You were back in shape in no time, I even ignore those giant cookies you been pushing down.
I’m sorry, I hate to be the bearer of bad news, so here it is: your arse is getting old, and big and I’m tired of working extra hard for you. Now on top of the cookies you’ve added a beer regimen? seriously? Since when did you start drinking beers? never mind.
You haven’t been working out anymore and you’ve added a whole bunch of other crap for me to process.
This letter is just to inform you that we are getting weary, so if you keep it up, the little food baby that complain about after you eat, you can expect it to move in permanently.
No hard feeling just a friendly warning, BTW the giant chocolate chip cookie you just taste AWESOME!
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