I was watching Survivor today and it made me think about how skinny I would be if I had to hunt and gather my own food. I wouldn't have to worry about the many dirty dirty foods that tempt me oh so much like nachos, chocolate, french fries and mac and cheese (all of which I had on Saturday which if you must know made me gain 5 pounds which is why I'm not celebrating onederland just yet which which which sigh).
In my tribe I would have to be a fruit gatherer though because I can't deal with no bison hunting. I mean that's totally scary, so I would need to have a brave and powerful man like Christian Bale go kill them for me because that would be so awfully sweet/sexy of him.
"Here you go Tony. I killed this bison just for you!" Christian Bale says.
"Aw, you didn't have to do that for me Christian. Look like Batman saves the day again," I reply with lots of hearts and kisses.
"I am Batman. YOUR Batman," Christian winks.
"Yes you are, aren't you," I say and then follow up with a giggle.
Fruit pickin just sounds like lots of fun to me. The only thing I would have to worry about would be those darn sharp bushes or whatever that cut you and scorn you for trying to get into their juices.
maybe I should be a farmer. Then I could grow some strawberries and eat them without having to pay like 4.00 for a small package at the grocery store, ya know? Start a strawberry farm in my own backyard.
Ya guys, I could farm stuff and sell it at the local farmers market. And in the winter I could have Christian Bale go hunt me some meat while I sit at home by the fire with a hot cup of chocolate watching reruns of 30 rock. This is a great dream, a dream fit for anyone trying to live the American dream.
In my tribe I would have to be a fruit gatherer though because I can't deal with no bison hunting. I mean that's totally scary, so I would need to have a brave and powerful man like Christian Bale go kill them for me because that would be so awfully sweet/sexy of him.
"Here you go Tony. I killed this bison just for you!" Christian Bale says.
"Aw, you didn't have to do that for me Christian. Look like Batman saves the day again," I reply with lots of hearts and kisses.
"I am Batman. YOUR Batman," Christian winks.
"Yes you are, aren't you," I say and then follow up with a giggle.
Fruit pickin just sounds like lots of fun to me. The only thing I would have to worry about would be those darn sharp bushes or whatever that cut you and scorn you for trying to get into their juices.
maybe I should be a farmer. Then I could grow some strawberries and eat them without having to pay like 4.00 for a small package at the grocery store, ya know? Start a strawberry farm in my own backyard.
Ya guys, I could farm stuff and sell it at the local farmers market. And in the winter I could have Christian Bale go hunt me some meat while I sit at home by the fire with a hot cup of chocolate watching reruns of 30 rock. This is a great dream, a dream fit for anyone trying to live the American dream.