So, we went to Dairy Queen...and I found this little beauty. The Banana Cream Pie Blizzard.
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It was love at first site. And my inner-fat girl just HAD to have it. So, she and I (my inner-fat girl and I) had it. Maybe a better description would be that it had us. It had us at hello. One bite and I was in full-body orgasm mode, over, and over and over again. All the way down to last bite and possibly some licking of the bowl.
Diets and healthy eating be damned (at least for yesterday... hell... who am I kidding... I have the will-power of a f'ing wet noodle). So if anybody out there has any tips, tricks or magic what-nots to get back my will-power and determination... please share, please... Buddah and the eight-pound plastic baby Jesus know that I sure as hell am not getting anywhere with doing it on my own... ha!
But still, full-body orgasm inducing Banana Cream Pie Blizzard... thanks Ineffable... hehe
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