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The Irish Diet

An Irishman was terribly overweight, so his doctor put him on a diet.
"I want you to eat regularly for 2 days, then skip a day, then eat regularly again for 2 days then skip a day ...... And repeat this procedure for 2 weeks. The next time I see you, you should have lost at least 5 pounds", said the doctor.

When the Irishman returned, he shocked the doctor by having lost nearly 60 lbs!
"Why, that's amazing!" the doctor said, "Did you follow my instructions?"

The Irishman nodded, "I'll tell you though, I t'aut I were going to drop dead on dat 3rd day."

"From the hunger, you mean?" asked the doctor?

"No,from the darn skippin!!!"

Comments

  1. MartiMarch 2, 2012 at 7:49 AM

    LOL Made me laugh. Have a happy day.

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  2. DeniseMarch 2, 2012 at 8:36 AM

    Thanks for the laugh.

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  3. RCUBEsMarch 2, 2012 at 9:42 AM

    I always look forward to your FF's posts. I love to start my day with a laugh than worries. Thanks for this sister. God bless and have a great weekend...

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  4. NancyMarch 2, 2012 at 6:28 PM

    Laughing is good for the soul. Thanks for keeping us on the lighter side...

    Have a great weekend...

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  5. Nikki (Sarah)March 3, 2012 at 3:09 PM

    cute!!!

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  6. SharonMarch 4, 2012 at 1:00 PM

    OK, that was a GREAT chuckle!

    The "Skipping Diet" - I actually bet someone could make some money marketing that!

    :)

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  7. Esther JoyMarch 4, 2012 at 1:53 PM

    I imagine that strategy for weight loss might work very well! Blessings!

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