Yes, I just quoted one of the most idiotic movies known to mankind: Tommy Boy. Somehow I manage to watch this movie in the wee hours of the morning every time I go home and visit my family. And for someone reason at 3:00 a.m. I find it absolutely hilarious. But that is beside the point. The point is for the last four months I have been the fat guy in the little coat. I have a peacoat from high school which is a bit too small. When I'm wearing it, it looks fine, but if you take a look at the lining inside my coat it is a disaster of ripped seams repaired by me, the girl who doesn't know how to sew, with frantic whip stitches. Everytime I put on the coat before leaving the house I would find myself humming the tune of fat guy in a little coat, fat guy in a little coooaat. It was great for my self-esteem. Thankfully, I found a new coat on clearance this weekend and will no longer refer to myself as a fat guy in a little coat. To commemorate the special times we had together and the way that coat warmed my soul, I would like to play a tribute:
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So I just found your blog and it is hilarious! I love your writing style :) You now have at least one more follower besides you mom ;)
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