Are there fibres in cheesy poofs? I ask, because when I came home my apartment mate, the small Cantonese woman who lives in the other room and does not currently have a boy friend, was avidly watching The Real Housewives of some place where rather unpleasant entitled white women live, and consequently I snagged the family size bag of cheesy poofs and scarfed them down. They are light, airy, and addictive.
Especially when those bitches are on vacation and acting badly.
I swear, they should have shown the cocaine.
They must have done a line.
Several.
If she had a boyfriend, she would have eaten them all. I sure hope there's fibre there, because now I don't feel like dinner anymore.
Left to my own devices, that wouldn't be on teevee, ever, and there wouldn't be a bag of cheesy poofs.
I do not need to see a show about entitled white women.
I work in Marin.
Injected lips and enlarged breasts detract from their emotional validity.
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