Tuesday, August 01, 2006


Someone sent me a joke yesterday in my email on a
tombstone. I don't want this to be my last words but I
thought these sentences would wrap things up as a dieter.

I won't be gaining weight anymore.

I feel light as a feather.

Now I can get rid of all of my fat clothes.

I finally found something that looks good on me and I can get
into a small. (Those would be wings.)

There is no three letter word up here... f a t.

No need for the scale.

I'm never hungry.

We're all the same size.

I feel good, look good, and act good.

I finally fit in!


Chana said...

what a good joke. thanks for sharing it. hope you are well and the computer behaving itself. hugs.

iportion said...

Hope your computer is working