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Dani's 'Diet' pt. 2So. . . today was an interesting day. Much unexpected.
Started when I saw Dani again. Mall, same as last time, only in the parking lot, as we were both headed to our cars.
I actually saw her first this time, so she didn’t smash into me at her own not-actually-very-fast-but-oh-my-god-fun-to-watch full speed, a fact my ribs are thankful for. On second thought, it wouldn’t have been as bad this time. She definitely looked like she’d be slower. Not to mention softer. Before I go on, I should specify, it’s been six months since last time we saw each other. And I don’t think I properly got the idea of just how big Dani is. Even then, she was the kind of woman who took up more than on she’s. . . put on a few pounds in that time. A few implies less than ten, so maybe I should say she’s gotten. . . a LOT fatter? That sounds more accurate. In any case, I can say for a fact now, I LIKE the way Dani’s diet has shaped her figure out!
I sneaked u
Dani's 'Diet'Went to the mall today. Saw Dani Taylor for the first time since graduation. More accurately, she saw me. Tackled me outside of JC Penney’s, actually.
It took me a second to recover from the impact. Dani is kind of a. . . Well, not to be insensitive, but let’s say she’s sort of a ‘larger’ girl, and leave it at that. That’s an understatement, really, Dani’s straight up fat. I’m thinking she was about 170, 180 pounds at graduation, which I know, doesn’t sound like a LOT, and on most girls it’s NOT, but Dani’s not a tall girl. Calling her ‘not tall’ is still overstating her height a bit; Dani’s not even five foot; she’s ALMOST four ten. To make it even more obvious how fat those 180 pounds make her, she’d be overweight at 120.
Anyway, it was kind of a lot of weight to have slamming into your unsuspecting side. I saw it was her, and I’ll be honest, I didn
Genghis Whenever we were bad my mother used to take us to the mall to see Genghis Kahn. They kept him in a dusty diorama of a Mongolian steppe, all tall grass and yurts. He sat on a throne of bone (well, plastic shaped like bone), scowling in incomprehension at the American kids who flocked around him like startled lemmings. My mother would usually push us toward him, saying things like “Tell him what you did to your father’s stamp collection.” Genghis would give a grunt, spit a wad of phlegm onto the tall grass, and give us a wizened, wrinkled grimace, as if he had to go to the bathroom.
He terrified me.
My brother couldn’t get enough of him.
When my brother got caught in my mother’s evening dress, my mother grabbed us both and dragged us to Genghis. It was a slow day, and we were the only kids crowding him. “Tell him what you did,” my mother hissed a
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