The Sky Is Falling....

I saw some woman last night in a restaraunt, poor thing, that has cellulite on her arms. I felt sorry for her and had raging inner pride over my thin arms. I've always had thin arms, no matter what weight I've been. I've always always had toned thin arms. I love my arms. When the rest of my body is lumpy and bumpy and totally out of control, I still have nice arms! Hooray for me! I looked back at the poor fat lady, no doubt to gloat some more over my very superior arms, and realized that IT. WAS. ME. I was looking into a giant wall size mirror. THE FAT LADY WAS ME. I have cellulite on my arms.

Someone tell me to put down the Reese's Pieces Easter Eggs because the end, she is near.