Let’s get he-uge.

Something Jen said has stuck in my head. It’s always things like this that I remember. We were making out, and she was afraid to straddle me, because she was afraid she’d crush me.

Now seriously. It isn’t so much about Jen, because she’s not heavy at all. It’s more the fact that I’ve heard this so many times before, and frankly, I’m sick of it. I don’t care how much you weigh, YOU’RE NOT GOING TO FUCKING BREAK ME.

With that in mind, I’m going to hit the gym.

Okie doke. *sits on you*

you’re no twig, honey. bountiful, rolling muscles should make any girl pleased to have a sit.

I can relate. I always want to jump off my husband immediately upon completion because I feel like I’m crushing him. I guess I should just get over it, huh?

Kelly

January 10, 2007

After watching that episode of CSI with the really fat girl having sex with the not fat guy, I’ve been paranoid about killing someone.

slightly bitter

January 10, 2007

Yeah, I used to think I would crush someone if I sat on them, don’t ask me why, because I’m not that big. I’m obviously getting over that because I know it’s not true in any way, shape, or form. My ass will not suffocate you unless it’s on your face! 😀

gypsyincarnate

January 10, 2007

Heh heh, I ought to have said that to Adrian when I would sit on his lap while I was pregnant. Only it would be, “I’M not going to break YOU!” I don’t think 144 lbs warrants groaning and gasping theatrically, do you? 😉

One Angry Dwarf

January 10, 2007

Oh, man. My last “boyfriend” dated an overweight girl before me, and complained about being “rushed by her when she straddled him. She wasn’t that heavy. Maybe 130, 140? But apparently that extra weight IS too much for some guys. Weaklings, I say!