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I'd started the Atkins diet in early January, and was displeased with the results of the morning's
weigh-in. I went north instead of south by 1/2 lb. Kiddo asked how I did; I told her.
A short while later we readied to leave. I reminded her that I was picking her up from school that day.
She replied by calling me “Jabba the Hut.” (Her innocent follow-up: “He has a green shirt on, and
Jabba wears a green shirt.” Not much of a save.)
My wife's bedside manner could use some work, too — she jumped in and said, “You’re not obese,
you know. You’re clinically obese.”
Screw you guys!
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