It must have been about a month since this happened, but better late than never.
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I was making my sandwiches for work in the evening in the normal manner, (bread, butter, filling, you know the drill) when my housemates came back from one of their performances. One of them asked me what I was doing (duh). Then proceded to exclaim ‘You don’t need four slices of bread’ or something along those lines.
Now bear in mind that I’ve been making sandwiches for work for a hell of a long time now. I was pretty incensed, how dare she tell me how much I should eat etc etc rant and so on.
A few days later however I was curious, “it is hot hot summer after all, perhaps I don’t need ‘four‘ slices of bread” I thought.
So in a daring experiment I tried just two slices of bread. Expecting to come home hungry and vindicated.
Strange thing is, it made no difference at all.
I mean at all
No more hungry, no more tired, no loss of weight (a good thing in my case). Nothing.
Mysterious… really makes me want to know where the hell those other two slices of bread were going.
Had you been weighing your poo, you might have found a conclusive answer!
Well that did occur to me but I decided not to go there….
I find I weigh very slightly less after having a pooh……………..strange that.
Its true…..he will go on the scales before and after…and has been known to weigh up to 7lbs less…(one of the disadvantages of having a girlfriend is that she will tell your mates embarrassing things and also lie a little for effect)
Nah, no-one loses half a stone with one crap!
The best i’ve done is 2lbs, but even then i suspect it was just over 1lb coz the scales are digital accurate to +/- ½lb.
Or indeed, it may really have been a 2lb loss!
Oh, btw Kat, embarassing isn’t talking about your boyfriend’s “weight loss”, embarassing is saying how he didn’t object to me massaging his nipples.
Well if we’re going to get into embarassing Greig then this thread could go on for a long, long time….