The way I look at it, is my wife cooks maybe one out of every 20 meals we eat, so if she gets fat it's gonna be my fault innit.
I imagine living with a fatty is just one long series of disappointing fridge door openings, when you're hoping to finish that baguette you spent 20 mins making earlier, but of course, it's gone... again. Oh well, at least I still have that pack of Dori.... nope gone. FFS... I guess I'll just have to eat a bowl of Cheer... that's it I'm leaving.
I would shag a warm loaf so although I prefer curvaceous wenches I'd still attempt to snap a skinny tarts pelvis if she's going to put her legs at 20 to 4.
Been with my Mrs now for about 26 years and she is still a size 10, very conscious of her weight so she ain't ever gonna be a tub of lard. If she did though I doubt I would leave as she stuck by me thru my ****.
Tough question to answer because if my lass totally got huge then I would say it was linked to loads of other issues especially lack of happiness as a couple so it could be doing us both a favour but unless I am my lass got into a totally unhealthy way I couldn't answer it properly
Awesome mate. 31 years old (I'm 41) and she's sexy as anything. She's generally a lovely person too! Love her to bits, the 34g is just a bonus