Once again plexico is spot on. That chick is on the fast track to weight gain.

http://digg.com/odd_stuff/She_Isn_t_Going_To_Like_Thish

Yes, plexico. I think you need to draw a picture. =D mostly because it'll amuse me.

Happy to oblige, Fiesty Pixie, Let's say the girlfriend is now a zippy-looking chick of normal body weight, say in the range of 100-140 for ordinary heights. The wedding day will set the alarm bells off. At the reception, she eats six of the dessert bowls of ice cream, slathered with liquid chocolate from the decadent fountain. She's so bloated and gassy from the pig-out that you don't get anything on the wedding night but a bunch of farts. Using the old mint-chocolate-chip-on-the-dick trick a few times, you manage to impregnate the ice cream junkie a few times. With each pregnancy, she puts on a fudge-ripple powered seventy pounds and only manages to lose twenty after each birth. Ten years from now, you've got a wife pushing 300 pounds and three boys, Ben, Jerry and Haagen. You get a vasectomy because you cannot put a kid into the world with the name of Dazs! You can't stand the sight of the puckered flesh and the spider veins, so you can only make love in the pitch dark. You think you are kissing and licking in cleavage between her once-perky breasts, but you are actually in a fold of abdominal flab and you can taste three-day-old butter pecan. She rotates her mass like a planet about its axis, but you keep licking away and you reach bits of Rocky Road. You begin to realize that her arms can't reach around her girth, so her apres-toilette hygiene has become poor. . . So, what should you do when the zippy-looking chick says she prefers ice cream to you? This is for you, Pixie, I hope you like. If anyone else does, that's a bonus.

#110 = WIN!

#110: Win.

yes! you are my hero!!

Ice cream tastes good every time. Less of a gamble.