Showing posts with label Fat arse. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Fat arse. Show all posts

Saturday, 30 July 2011

Please stand for Mr & Mrs Cruandall


Well folks, it finally happened,







Stood still whilst








and the (not so) lovely








exchanged these








The bride had finally found a dress (after buying two that were too small)











That was perfect to hide this;









whilst the Groom realised that he had just











to the hope of ever having any of this










Reality hit home and he realised it was time to









to his new life............




















We are so happy for you both,









Friday, 21 November 2008

UK size 12 - my arse!

Charlie made a comment about me buying new clothes. I've lost close to 3 stone since June and therefore even with the aid of a big belt - my trousers were falling down and my tops made me look like a 5 year old playing dress up.

So, as we were shopping he turned to me and the conversation was as follows:

Him: What size are you looking for?
Me: Size 10 mate.
Him: Just a size 10?
Me: Yes, why would I buy another size?
Him: Oh, OK. It's just that Mum's (Cruella) a size 12, but sometimes she has to buy a 14 or 16 for comfort.

Laugh, lord I ran into that changing room quicker than a shot! Cruella has an arse the size of a small country and there is no way on this earth she could fit one cheek into a size 12!! Little man has no idea that he just made my day with his honest and innocent comment - out of the mouths of babes.....

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