Cathy

Irving is taking me to the Poconos next week and I need to go bathing suit shopping! But I ate all that chocolate last night! My thighs are ginormous! What’s wrong with these dressing room mirrors? Mommy!

One Thought on “Cathy

  1. Ack! I’m a woman, I’m silly! (lines are poking out of my head – are they sweat? exasperation? hideous, terrifying existential awareness?)

    I hate Cathy so much I hope they never stop making it. I need something to shock me awake in the mornings.

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