The Diet Nazi

My boyfriend is the diet nazi. I swear. He has a little moustache and a little green uniform. It's hot.

We decided about 2 months ago that we were going to go on a low calorie diet. It's working, we've both lost a lot of weight, but still, a girl needs her treats. Especially when ol' Aunt Flo is in town. Know what I mean?

So we're getting groceries tonight, and I swear, everything single thing I said I wanted, got vetoed.

So I wanted cookies, chips, nachos, ice cream, AND pop tarts. Who doesn't?

Long story short, we're eating toilet paper and Dexatrim tacos for the next week. If I'm lucky, I can wash mine down with warm water.

We're having a dinner party and you're all invited.

BYOTP