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[cimorene]

what do you say to stuffing myself with an entire 11 oz bag of salt and vinegar lay's potato chips?

i'm feeling reckless.

::feral glint::

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[hollsh.livejournal.com]

Is 11oz the big bag? *feels dumb*

[ajodasso.livejournal.com]

*makes violent, violent Don't-make-yourself-sick! motions*

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[cimness.livejournal.com]

hee hee.

too late!

muahahah.

but i'm not actually sick, just feeling a bit, uh, low. ;)

[dorkorific.livejournal.com]

i'd say: mmm. salt and vinegar! yes.

and then, because i've been around my great-aunt all week, i would add:

ohhhh, shtik naches! i haven't seen you, tch, you're getting so big now, what are you, seventeen? nineteen?! ahhhh, they grow up so fast! oh, you get taller and i get shorter, hah, azoy gait es. what are you eating, bubbe? chips, hah? your ma let you eat chips all day long, hmm? well, it's good, you need to put some meat on your bones. you're getting so skinny, i sweah, you look like your great-grandpa and he was in Auschwitz. even now, you're farshtopt with turkey and chips, what do you weigh, 98? 99? *pinches* what is this, hah? what is this, you call this an arm? i'm surprised you can stand up straight, you look like a corpse, no wonder you so shvindeldik. tu mir a toiveh, go eat some more of your, what is it, your salt and vinegar chips, hah? or try some of your grandmother's, whatever this is, this thing, with raisins or whatevah, delicious, tsegait zich in moyl. come back to me when you weigh like a human being! you get this from your father? tch! you could be such a shaineh maidel, like me when i was your age, you put a little weight on. maybe you'll even get something worthwhile next time you come home from college--like a husband! *raucous cackle.* now WHERE'S MY GRANDSON? where's my sweet kaddishel? *hobbles away*

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[cimness.livejournal.com]

ohhhh, shtik naches! i haven't seen you, tch, you're getting so big now, what are you, seventeen? nineteen?!

ahahhaah. hmf. i believe i sent the last email!