“Huge”.
Don’t snitch tag.
Yes, I have an hourglass figure, as long as the hour was spent speed-eating Hobnobs at a competitive level.
My husband complained that I never do a Sunday roast so I’ve spent the last hour writing jokes about his bald spot, his skinny legs and the fact that he can’t grow a beard.
I didn’t take my husband’s name when I got married. I figured it’d be confusing if we were both called Keith.