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!