"Hey, Chubbs, how's your diet going?" said James, prodding his wife's muffin top. "It's going really well."
"I'm asking because it looks to me like you are gaining weight." "If I eat 1,000 calories a day, which I'm doing, I'm allowed a reward."
"A reward? Like a new pair of shoes?" "No, silly. Something naughty."
"Like a gangbang with the postman and the meter reader?" "No, silly. Marshmallow Fluff."
"A teaspoon is okay, I suppose." "No, silly - a whole tub."
"A whole tub of Marshmallow Fluff! Chubbs, you really haven't got the hang of this dieting malarkey, have you?"