That one time I quoted Pinterest

I was having a pretty bad day last Friday.
Mostly because I had a startling realization that I infact had a full fledged muffing top.
Not like a baby one, not one that only stuck out when I wore certain pants.
A-real-legit-full-blown-in-your-face-get-your-ass-on-a-treadmill-muffintop.

So naturally I sent a little message to my bestie.

Truth is, I really did feel like a busted can of biscuits.

But I of course felt better when Sarah exclaimed that she peed and pooped her own pants.