noonemanshouldhaveallthatflour:

Fried so hard muh fuggas can’t bite me.

that shit baked.

that shit baked.

that shit baked.

she said “Ye, can we get breakfast at the Hyatt?”

I said “Nah bitch, you know i’m on a diet.”

I mean I’ll sneak dessert if you can keep quiet.

Weight Watchers find out and you know they gonna riot.