The cow thinks back to his blog, the good old days when he could cook so much goodness' and divorarsele within half a second.
"What good old days ..." Almost resigned sighs.
are now five months that the mere sight of the disgusting food, trying to enter the kitchen and then run away, try to eat healthy and runs to hug the toilet, try the Chinese, French fries and tuna sauce and keeps everything.
and now 'in the grip of a severe crisis and muccosa' almost inriconoscibile.
"Bastaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa muuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu not do it!
All because of that rascal of a veal with tuna sauce trying to turn me into a bear!
But nothing has taken a cow? Not even my madness? And after all that I can combine it well to kick and pull the pinch?
civileeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee I want to eat! I want to embrace the bear not the toilet every day! Singh! Singh!
But I know that deep down guilt and 'bear all ...
Enough! It 's time to announce it to everyone, not' gastritis, not 'influence, not' I do not want more 'to read or post your recipes and other' ... uh ... ARE INCINTAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA "
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