Today, the nice, little old lady working at the Logan temple took one look at my belly and assigned me to the handicap locker stall. “You’re going to need the extra space,” she chuckled as she gently pushed me toward the stall. I wonder if this works with parking too.
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When you’re just fat, its not that funny. Just ask me, a guy that knows, I’ll tell ya’.
Don’t they have prego spots at the mall and grocery stores? I’ve thought of using them when I have a peasanty top on (honestly, who would dare confront you?) but then I always feel guilty and don’t do it.