I [heart] Fast Women

So it's the Indian religious festival of Shamalamadingdong (okay, clearly not what it's called but I forget the real name) and so Shilpa's been fasting for over a week. And not a completely crazy "can't eat anything but water" fast but "no booze, no salt, no meat, no starch, no vegetables" sort of fast. Basically, all she could have is fruit. Which, lucky for her, allowed for plenty of me.

It was the "no booze" thing I thought would be the challenge. Or maybe the salt. But apparently, as some of us retain water, she's been retaining vodka and has noticed a marked shrinkage in her waist. She was already hot (we know that), but she's loving getting back into the "thin clothes" and has decided to keep the traditional "fast on these items on these days of the week" an ongoing exercise.

I love fast women.

Especially since I can pretty much trump any fast. I am the living caveat, a get-out-of-fast free card.

There is a reason my calling card reads:

...........Wilson Hardcastle
.................enabler


Although with her results, I may join her on the wagon. After the Stompede of course.


Oh look, the wagon has a bar...