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Tiffany’s Calling It Off!
Tiffany’s Calling It Off!
Posted on September 2, 2011 by earthfare
Tiffany’s story (in her own words):

Texas cheese fries with extra sour cream.. it’s not you, it me.

I am not the right girl for you anymore. The aroma of crisp bacon and melted cheese on my fries once filled my senses with the of perfume of happiness, but is now to me the stench of death. I must quit you. You are a bad boy food and I was wrong to be in that lifestyle now. I can’t have you visiting me anymore.

I will miss our times together. Bloating, groggy afternoons, see my thighs spread even more across my seat. Sluggish, I felt after that all night Mt. Dew Bender we went on. I didnt even want to get out of bed. Bad for me all of you. You made me sick. I know, I know, it was an accident dudes. But I got sick nevertheless. You never even wrote, or visited my sick room. Did you know that I had cancer? Other foods had to help me. Why couldn’t you?

I will miss our times togeher. It will be along time before I can have a potato and leave the bacon, cheese, and sour cream off. But I’m going to do it, because its best for me.

Hey, hey, you there! Yeah that’s right, I’m talking to you, Nacho Doritos. I will miss my orange stained fingers flipping the remote finding the right movie to watch. But your HFCS is killing me. I’m afraid I must break with you too.

Don’t mourn me, old childhood friends. I have had a scary wakeup call and must change. If I don’t, then I fear I may die sooner than I should. There is so much that I want to see, be, and feel. I can’t take you with me. You will only slow me down. And I need to be light and free.

I must grow up now and have more grown up friends that come with it. We will have our food memories, but its time for me to move on and make new memories with these guys over here. Vegetables grown straight from the ground to rebuild me essential nutrients, grassfed cattle and hens for protein I have lost. Water, its so crystal clear and beautiful, she will give my life once again. They have come together to build me up and support me and help me make better choice. They are true friends. My cancer will never come back as long as they hold on to me and I to them.

My old friends were the way to misery and death (thought the path there was guite fun and) My new friends will lead me to a happy healthy life, even if I stumble on the climb up along the way.

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Me too! It was just time for me to leave "that bad crowd" behind, too ;)

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