I am very wicked

My roommate is on the phone talking to her boyfriend and batting her eyelashes and rubbing one leg with the other and I find myself thinking:

How is it that this fat girl has a boyfriend and I don't?

I know you'll probably say this is a clear cut case of a pot calling a kettle black since I am fat but she is fat-ER

So I sit here and wonder what she has that I don't

But then... oh wait... she can keep her mushy phone calls.......Hung Lo kissed me* .......  ;)

*I have promised HL that I will 'be good' so I shall not kiss and tell.