Stay-in-Bed Lady

Eating until I cannot eat anymore is not a great feeling at all. I kinda wanna die.

Who loves spilling drinks all over themselves…and then all over the bar? So sad.

When the moon hits the sky like a big pizza pie I wanna eat it.

There’s nothing like having a low grade fever in the middle of the summer. Yay!

I love it when police use their old timey bomb shelter-esque sirens then bullhorn the people they’ve just pulled over. So dramatic.

Tomorrow I will be an instant multimillionaire. I can feel it in my rotting bones.

I wonder if there is ever going to be a french fry flavored jelly bean? That’d be fat free and tasty.

Being in a lit room when it is dark outside can make one feel rather vulnerable.

I had one of those dreams where I really peed in it and woke up very thankful it was just a dream.

Have any instructors ever experienced a moment when all their students simultaneously farted loudly into their yoga ball?