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You may be a fat kid if...

*UPDATED!* (at the bottom) (because that's how I roll) (also people posted hilarious things on FB.)

 - You hear *plink plink plink* from across the room  and assume they're M&Ms hitting the ceramic bowl. Your heart rate quickens.




 - You scoff at someone who claims they don't remember what a Cinnabon tastes like. YOU fantasize about that cinnamon-y confection anytime you're within 5 miles of a shopping mall.



 - You don't count your super sweet coffee in your daily sugar allotment. Because it's coffee.

Oh, yeah, uh-huh. NO.

 - You can't find anything to satisfy "the spot", so you eat something healthier and feel sad inside.


 - You eat a second dinner because you got hungry talking about food. 


 - The waiter comes by asking if you want more bread and you give them a look often confused for a deranged psychopath.



 - You wait until that guy in the office with the candy bowl goes to the bathroom so you can attack the candy with gusto and he doesn't know it was you.

Oh yeah. It was me. 
What makes you a fat kid, friends?? I'm not saying these are all about me (though the 1st certainly prompted this post!), but c'mon. We've all been there. Feel free to post anonymously. =) 

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A Redhead
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  1. BethanyOctober 11, 2013 at 12:31 PM

    You think excitedly about what you are going to eat at dinner while eating lunch.

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