VanessaIAB: GET ME OUT Of HEEEEEERRRRRRE
BikerBabe: lunch?
VanessaIAB: eating
VanessaIAB: salad
BikerBabe: bleh
BikerBabe: salad bad. chocolate good
VanessaIAB: the salad of sadness, dressing of despair, croutons of crapulence...
VanessaIAB: beetroot of beastliness
VanessaIAB: avocado of abhorrence
VanessaIAB: grilled chicken of grimness
VanessaIAB: sesame seeds of sinisterence
BikerBabe: radicchio of rejection
VanessaIAB: frisee of fear
BikerBabe: tomatoes of turpitude
BikerBabe: radishes of reproach
VanessaIAB: arugula of apathy
BikerBabe: cucumbers of cheerlessness
VanessaIAB: walnuts of woe
BikerBabe: all in an attempt to fight chocolate of corpulence?
VanessaIAB: exactly
BikerBabe: :-(
VanessaIAB: french fries of fatassitude
VanessaIAB: pepperoni of portliness
BikerBabe: parmesan of paunch
VanessaIAB: haaaa
VanessaIAB: Look upon me all ye mighty, AND DON'T FORGET TO TAKE YOUR PROZAC!
BikerBabe: and learn Canadian anthem
VanessaIAB: o canadian for sweaters with reindeers on
VanessaIAB: may a nameless universal consciousness think fondly on you, if at all....
VanessaIAB: and crown thy moral relativism
VanessaIAB: with community activism
VanessaIAB: from tree to frosty tree
VanessaIAB: o canada
BikerBabe: mmphhh
VanessaIAB: o canada
VanessaIAB: may aforementioned higher power look after you like a favorite neice
VanessaIAB: and crown thy moral relativism
VanessaIAB: with community activism
VanessaIAB: from tree to frosty tree