Glutard: a term most recently brought to my attention.
Defined as; that annoying girl in the restaurant who asks a million and one nit-picky ingredient based questions before ordering her meal. She has a toastless breakfast, therefore forcing her to order scrambled eggs with nothing to absorb a sunny side. She has salad for lunch not because she's dieting but because her frenemy is that delicious looking sandwich conveniently place beside that moist banana chocolate chip muffin. She brings rice when she goes to her parents house, and rinses the gravy off of her mothers stew. She has a father who thinks it's all whooey and a mother who wants to take her grocery shopping all the time to make she's eating well. For dessert, she passes on the red velvet cheesecake, and discontentedly opts for a Glutino wafery cookie. If she's feeling sassy, maybe two.
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