
Bless her (healthy) heart.
I actually like it when she picks the fries, though. She rarely finishes them which means I get to gobble up the dozen or so that she doesn't eat. I hover near her like a vulture waiting for that "I'm done" moment.
I love french fries. They're too good to not love. I can't help myself. I have to eat them. Ya gotta love 'em. But, who knew they were so effective when trying to paint a replica movie poster for "Super Size Me"?
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