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Wanna hear the nastiest most grossest thing in the world?
I smothered and onion with one egg and drenched it in a flour and bread crumb mixture. Then I fried that shit up in a heap of olive oil. Let's see, before I ate that I was inhaling bread crumbs like a wood chipper. *still angry that I threw out some quality b/p food so that I wouldn't b/p the next day but ended up doing so anyways. suck it up bitch* Oh yeah, and I fried up some tofu and slapped it on a bed of processed Top Raman. Scarfed that down with a bowl of chili.
This is what I call desperation. Who cares if I purged it up. WHO CARES! I am an emotional eater. C'mon who eats bread crumbs straight from the jar?
Mom said that if Bulimia were a person (kind of is at times) she'd kick her ass! Righteous!
But...the nastiest most grossest confession is that I would eat people's left overs when I worked as a waitress at Mt. Mike's Pizza. A girl that I went to summer school with and who worked at the supermarket next door came in with her family to celebrate her birthday. They were eating Tollhouse chocolate chip cookie ice-cream sandwiches. When I cleaned their table I noticed that they barely touched them. I rushed to the back and stuffed them all in my mouth. I just couldn't throw it out.
Sick mother fucking bitch. My sister once told me that she would throw food out only to later fish through the garbage so she could eat it.
That reminds me of an episode of Rugrats. Angelica is trying to sustain from eating cookies. She tells Tommy and the rest of the babies to stop her from trying to eat. Angelica manages to steal a jar of cookies but she trips causing the cookies to spill out of the jar and into a pail of soapy water. The cookies were soggy and soapy but that didn't stop her from stuffing them in her mouth. She felt sick. So do I. Hey, you can relate to cartoons, even 3 year old Angelica Pickles.
I smothered and onion with one egg and drenched it in a flour and bread crumb mixture. Then I fried that shit up in a heap of olive oil. Let's see, before I ate that I was inhaling bread crumbs like a wood chipper. *still angry that I threw out some quality b/p food so that I wouldn't b/p the next day but ended up doing so anyways. suck it up bitch* Oh yeah, and I fried up some tofu and slapped it on a bed of processed Top Raman. Scarfed that down with a bowl of chili.
This is what I call desperation. Who cares if I purged it up. WHO CARES! I am an emotional eater. C'mon who eats bread crumbs straight from the jar?
Mom said that if Bulimia were a person (kind of is at times) she'd kick her ass! Righteous!
But...the nastiest most grossest confession is that I would eat people's left overs when I worked as a waitress at Mt. Mike's Pizza. A girl that I went to summer school with and who worked at the supermarket next door came in with her family to celebrate her birthday. They were eating Tollhouse chocolate chip cookie ice-cream sandwiches. When I cleaned their table I noticed that they barely touched them. I rushed to the back and stuffed them all in my mouth. I just couldn't throw it out.
Sick mother fucking bitch. My sister once told me that she would throw food out only to later fish through the garbage so she could eat it.
That reminds me of an episode of Rugrats. Angelica is trying to sustain from eating cookies. She tells Tommy and the rest of the babies to stop her from trying to eat. Angelica manages to steal a jar of cookies but she trips causing the cookies to spill out of the jar and into a pail of soapy water. The cookies were soggy and soapy but that didn't stop her from stuffing them in her mouth. She felt sick. So do I. Hey, you can relate to cartoons, even 3 year old Angelica Pickles.