Last week, Kirstie Alley’s partner’s thighs gave up under the strain of carrying her and she ended up hitting the floor like a sack of potatoes. “Mm, potatoes,” Alley thought ...
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Maybe I mangled the quote, maybe I didn’t. Either way, I stand by my statement. When Kristie Alley stepped on her scale, it screamed “228! Now get off. GET OFF! ...
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