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I eat when I'm
stressed.
I'm big boned.
This candy bar
is just to give me the energy to exercise.
I need to reward
myself for being so good.
Gramps ate bacon
every morning and lived to be 103.
I might get hit
by a bus tomorrow.
I'll work it off
later.
Those damn subliminal
messages in food advertising.
French fries are
vegetables.
The diet soda balances
it out.
Everything is okay
in moderation.
It was taste tempting.
I have the fat
gene.
It would have gone
stale.
I'm on a low impact
diet.
That pie was calling
to me.
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