The mind games have already started. Tempting us in September with Christmas sweeties for £3.50 knowing that by Christmas Eve they will be up to £6. Bastards.
I'm the same height as you but a few kg lighter than you. With this no smoking I reckon I will be the same weight as you by tomorrow.
I'm one of those people who's naturally handsome and masculine-looking, but also a fat ****. It means I can have a pretty girl throw herself at me on account of my deep voice and Magnum PI chest hair, and yet the next minute be rejected by a fugly beast whose face and figure are redolent of Vicky Pollard on account of my bitch tits. Take what you can get, lads.
Yeah mate, 9 weeks today. Would still like one the odd time but the craving passes quickly. Amazing how much longer my money lasts