Well folks, here is a list of things I want to be honest about.
I’m not talking about this kind of honesty:
I’m talking about this kind:
- Lets be honest, A sore thumb doesn’t stick out, it just hurts a lot.
- Lets be honest, if life gives you lemons you can’t afford the ingredients for lemonade because you spent it all on liquor.
- Lets be honest, an apple a day just gives produce farmers in Washington State more money. Your body and doctors don’t give a shit.
- Let’s be honest, exercising for a minute doesn’t mean you get to eat whatever you want. That’s like drinking diet coke and thinking you get to eat a whole cheesecake.
- Lets be honest, “Never cry wolf” means if you say you’re going to come to my party 3 times in a row and you don’t, I’ll probably stab you in the stomach the next time I see you. Only because I will have forgotten what you look like and think you’re a stranger. Sorry, I mean I hate you.
- Lets be honest ladies, guys only keep the toilet lid up to see if you’ll accidentally fall in during the middle of the night.
- Lets be honest, “Live fast, die young and leave a good looking corpse.” Is a recipe for disaster, don’t mind me while I’m still enjoying life in moderation mode.
- Lets be honest, “Make love not war.” PLEASE! We can do both!
- Lets be honest, “Say No to Drugs” didn’t work, it should’ve been “Say No to Fun.”
- Lets be honest, “Saving it for a rainy day” really only works in Seattle, not so much in Phoenix.

Ok, maybe this diet coke doesn’t mean I can eat a whole cheesecake, but how about just a slice? Can I have just a slice???
NO! No slices what so ever! Diet coke has no bearing what so ever on how much or of what disgustingly rich food you want to eat.
Ok. Just thought I’d try.
Does publishing a post count as an invitation to a blog reading party, and if it does, will you stab people who haven’t read 3 of your posts in a row?
If its a digital blog reading party well then No. If its a real life party then yes.. I’ll stab.
Dang the secret is out on the toilet seat.
Yep… Secret is out.
I can’t eat a whole cheesecake?! Way to ruin my day…
Sorry… You’re not allowed.
Wwwaaaaaaaaahhhhhh!!!
Fine, I’ll just eat whole boxes of Girl Scout Cookies instead.
They’re from cute little girls so they don’t have calories. Right??
Yes… The cuter the source the fewer the calories. So big fat hairy Italian men making you Pasta = No run away. Adorable girls asking you to buy their cookies = No calories.
Brilliant! I hadn’t put it into words yet – you did it for me ^.^
Ingenious! I would add this one – I recently found on the net and put it on my blog with a slight alteration:
Let’s be honest, holding in your stomach won’t help while measuring oneself on the scale.
http://familyhurts.wordpress.com/2013/03/05/random-riddles-from-poll-mommy/
I still try holding it in, or when a beautiful woman walks by.