The dreaded question
Let me set the scene
You are in the pub ( a place you scarcely visit these days but the kids are away on their holiday)
An old male friend who you haven't seen for years sees you and asks....
Are congratulations in order?
The one question that men should know not to ask ( not even if drunk!) You know they are going to offend and as I now know my true weight (eek) I mumbled something about it being left over baby fat for a baby whose 4. He apologised profusely and then came back with the its OK I like Rubenesque women.
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So, I'm unsure whether to be chuffed by that comment. Maybe I should be happy with my bumps and lumps or maybe I do need to go on that diet
BNM
You are in the pub ( a place you scarcely visit these days but the kids are away on their holiday)
An old male friend who you haven't seen for years sees you and asks....
Are congratulations in order?
The one question that men should know not to ask ( not even if drunk!) You know they are going to offend and as I now know my true weight (eek) I mumbled something about it being left over baby fat for a baby whose 4. He apologised profusely and then came back with the its OK I like Rubenesque women.
So, I'm unsure whether to be chuffed by that comment. Maybe I should be happy with my bumps and lumps or maybe I do need to go on that diet
BNM
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