A woman at a diet club was complaining about gaining weight.
“I baked my family’s favorite cake over the weekend,” she said. “They had half of it at dinner. The next day, I just looked at the other half… and it looked back. One ‘tiny slice’ turned into a full-on cake massacre.”
She sighed. “I felt terrible. I knew my husband would be so disappointed in me.”
The group leader asked, “What did he say when he found out?”
“Oh, he didn’t,” the woman smirked. “I baked another cake and ate half of that — for consistency.”
