I would go see a doctor...then I would get a tattoo around my protruding belly that said "Laissez les bons temps rouler" our maybe just "Roll on" or maybe "Anorexia Survivor". I don't know i would just feel the need to decorate it in some way.
Id probably be pregnant and I would ******* panic. No more babies.
I don't think I can go through that again.
That is called getting older while retaining the appetite of youth, unless it happens really quickly, then it's a alien and only Sigourney Weaver can stop that.
i dont know
wrap myself in a sheet and change my name to mustafah
I'd pop it.
Thinks "Damn it, there goes my last pair of jeans!"