Check out some of the search terms that help people stumble headfirst into The Fat Fighters Chronicles:
“weeing”
“low fat rum balls”
“daniel mostyn”
“boobs”
“french knickers wedgie”
“hornyville”
“messy wedgie” (ummmmmmmmmmm?)
“fat shitting”
“eat yourself into a coma”
“apples make me fart”
“hot midriffs”
“smelly fart chicken”
“sex in kitchen”
“fart fighters”
“i am weeing”
“ze fat”
BAHAHAHA. Well, after all the times people find my blog using the word “fart”, I’m considering changing it to THE FART FIGHTERS CHRONICLES. Seems fitting.
2 Comments
May 4, 2009 at 3:37 am
MissBooti,
I have binge read your chronicles from start to finish in an absurdly record time. I loved it, every last word, every jump back on the wagon, and every mention of chocolate and farts. haha
I stumbled across your blog after my desparate attempt to find some inspiration from the WW website, and I think I found it.
I laughed out loud, (almost) cried in despair when you decided to say ciao for a while, and then got all excited when there was many more posts when I clicked ‘next’.
I write my own chronicles – the old fashioned way with a pen and paper – and its a little scary of how much it mirrors yours -except that your starting weight is my goal!
I have recently discovered the great support you can get from posting on forums so was thinking of making my chronicles ‘go live’ too… considering I spend my life on the internet.
Thanks for sharing your falls and triumphs. One thing though… did you ever become a WW leader?
May 4, 2009 at 11:34 pm
Wow! Thanks for your comment – made a girl blush on a Tuesday morning.
No, I never did become a leader – I received a call about it almost a year later to come in for training and, when I reaaaally thought about it, decided it wasn’t for me. Yet. Maybe one day, though!
Keep reading – I may just have to go on a 24 choccie binge to give me some new material
Just joshin’. I wouldn’t do it for any less than 48 hours.
xxx