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She'd even violated the only sensible rule of dieting she'd ever run across, the sage advice of the Muppets' Miss Piggy, who recommended never eating anything bigger than your head.
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Have you ever met a man who looked so damn delicious that you wanted to sop him up with a hot buttermilk biscuit and inhale him in one gulp?" "Why, yes, I have," Doris said. That was a shocker. "Really? What happened?" "I married him."
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I wanted to be strong when I went back to Persuasion. Strong and beautiful and totally together. I dreamed of the day I'd get to rub all your faces in my sheer awesomeness.
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dreams
strong-women
coming-home
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And I want cabana boys named Raoul to rub warm, fragrant oil all over me, from head to toe, all over my throat and chest and my legs and arms. I want--" Theo pushed the chair back on the deck and it made a loud scraping sound. He grabbed Lucy's face and kissed her hard, then rose up and placed her on her feet, taking her hand. "Where are we going, Theo?" "Shh." He stroked her hair as he led her inside. "The name's Raoul."
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I think we love who we love and there's not a damn thing that can be done about it.
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Light mayonnaise is like masturbation--it approximates the real thing but leaves you unfulfilled, ultimately leading to fantasies about diving face-first into a big-ass jar of the real stuff.
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That's the kind of dress that belongs on the floor, all wrinkled up, with the zipper broken and the sleeves torn. That dress isn't right for you at all. In fact, I think you should take it off right now.
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Ah, Milk Duds. The official candy of pissed-off fat women everywhere
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A punching bag. The guy was pounding on a punching bag. That realization took about a nanosecond to register in her brain before the real important information came to the forefront: LoriSue, God bless her slutty little soul, had been absolutely correct. He was male-stripper material, and he'd been thoughtful enough to strip to a pair of athletic shorts on his very first night in the neighborhood.
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romance
stud
lust
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Affirmation for Today: I am strong enough to refrain from killing any or all members of my family.
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As her lungs pumped and her head cleared, she wondered if all the effort she'd put into blotting out the pain had deadened her ability to feel pleasure, too. What a shame. What a loss.
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Dear God, there couldn't be a single thing more humiliating in this entire world. Unless, of course, Hairy had been out here in his maxi pad. Thomas sighed. Walking around the house with that thing tied around his waist, Hairy had looked like a--well, he'd looked like an ugly dog in a Kotex. Thomas had laughed his ass off at first, but soon discovered the crazy scheme had saved him about three cleanup jobs in one evening alone.
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Ah, Milk Duds. The official candy of pissed-off fat women everywhere.
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Susan Donovan |
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He realized that the woman at his side - the one with the sweaty red face and the sweet smile - had pried open his heart, one day at a time.
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Remember, no matter where you go, there you are. --Buckaroo Banzai
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I'm pretty sure the past is only good for one thing and that's getting a person where they are at the present.
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Mona's eyes sparkled. Her grin became so open and joyous that she looked like a little girl. "Do you remember what I always used to tell you?" Duncan squeezed his eyes shut. He shook his head as if he could will the conversation in another direction--any other direction. He'd rather talk about fucking . "Please, Ma. Don't start--" "Maybe it's the Great Mermaid, leading you to your one true love!" --
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In fact, Duncan wouldn't be the least bit surprised to hear his brother say something like, "Hand over the bimbo before someone gets hurt."
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Out of nowhere, her body began to buzz with awareness. Lena looked up. And spotted him. Duncan towered above most everyone else on Main Street. He walked at a steady pace, with a strong stride. He was about half a block from the water and headed right toward her. Lena slipped under the awning of Frankie's Fish-n-Chips, pulled a bistro chair into the shade, and sat with her back against the restaurant's cedar-shingled wall. Her heart was bea..
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I'm serious--I'm whacked. Running around my entire adult life claiming to be in love with a stranger. If I had a friend like me, I would take her to the nearest hospital and make sure they strapped her down. Why haven't you ever done that?
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The good news is, you're less of an ass nowadays." Duncan put his head back and laughed. Hard. It took him a moment to stop laughing. "That was the nicest backhanded compliment anyone has paid me in a very long time." She shrugged. "I only said it because it's true." "I like you, Lena." She sat upright, placed her glass on a side table, and put her cute bare feet back on the porch floor. She blinked at him. "I like you, too, Duncan." "You'r..
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And he did it. Dammit, he couldn't stop himself. His eyes traveled up to the bronze sea hag, the source of hundreds of years of ridiculousness.
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