The scales said a number.
I decided they must be broken.
I tried to think of many ingenious ways to prove they were broken.
I blamed it on the fact that we are on the 31st floor.
Finally I weighed myself on someone else’s scales.
Someone else’s accurate scales.
Would you believe that little bastard of mine have been telling the truth???
How have I let this happen?
Damn you American fast food.
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