Little Johnny was playing in his room when his dad walked in and explained that he and his mom were getting a divorce.

“Why Daddy?” asked a confused Little Johnny.

“Well, son” he explained, “Your mother and I are no longer in love.”

Now more confused, Little Johnny asked, “What does being in love mean?”

“Let me give you an example, son. Love is when a husband rushes home from a long day at work to embrace and kiss his wife at the door. Your mom and I have lost that love.”

“But Daddy, I see Mommy getting excited lots of times right when you come home, so she must still be in love with you.”

“I don’t understand, son. When has your mother recently been excited when I arrive home from work?”

“Well, sometimes when Mommy is still sleeping in bed with the neighbor, and you pull into the driveway, she shouts at the top of her lungs, ‘My husband’s home! My husband’s home!”

I belong to a huge family. I have 5 sisters and two borthers. It is hillarious to tell that all the girsl are bigger than the two brothers. The brothers are more figure concious than their gorgeous sisters. Yet our nephew teases us that 5x5meter cages for a pig won´t fit for the 5 sisters. That is how big are his aunties. Well, we don´t feel the need ofappetite suppressants . We love and live our figure as it is. Our appetite striking anytime at any foods. When we get together we all laughed and think of losing some weight but it far yet to happen.