"that's not enough food for you."
he says, peeking at a co-worker's breakfast tray.
"it's all i want."
"well, it wouldn't be enough for her."
her meaning me.
i'm not sure what that means, and i'm not sure how i even got to be a part of this conversation, sitting there minding my business, but i know i don't like it. i don't understand why people find it acceptable to comment on another's food - portions, combinations, or otherwise. no one knows my, her, his, their needs more than i, she, he, or they. so zip it.
do not comment on the size of my food portions, and i will not comment on the size of your brain.
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or the size of your dick.
Hey Haith! That's exactly the comment I was going to leave!!!
I'm sure he has a dick the size of a peanut.
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