Its not my fault.... Honest!

Well, well, well... It really want my fault. I was kidnapped last night by a group of mad looking women who had a wild look in their eye! It was an terrible and traumatic experience. I was taken against my will to Pizza Hut where in a form of torture I have never experienced before, was made to eat until I was fit to burst. They made me have a huge salad bowl, which I had to eat all of, melted cheese starter and half a large Italian margarita pizza. I felt sick inside but had no choice but to sit and eat it all whilst on a diet which I was obviously doing so well at! Who are these wild and fearless women I hear you ask?!? Well im not to scared to name and shame them.... you know who you are.... Emma!, Sue! and Lynsey! Savages they were, if that was not enough to subject me to they dragged me to a pub and forced me to drink what can only be described as half a larger tops.... As I write this, lard laden tears are dripping down my face as I clutch my apple, banana and pear - my real friends and prepare to have my life saving vitamin a, green tea and adios tablets as I rock back and fourth to the sound of my rumbling stomach... oh the shame and the pain... its too much to bear.... what will the group think of me at Weight watchers next week when I single handedly destroy the group weight loss, I cant bear it anymore. I would go for a run up and down the stairs to comfort myself but my legs have seized up with all the melted cheese and the killer carbs that are taking over my poor defenceless body... I must be strong, I must be strong, I must be strong......