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I used to have an eating disorder, but I got over it. Now I'm into fitness - fitness whole pizza in my mouth!
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I told my refrigerator a joke about eating disorders. It didn't find it funny; it's too cool for those kinds of jokes!
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I tried to write a joke about eating disorders, but it just left a bad taste in my mouth. I guess I'll stick to light salads!
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I knew someone with an eating disorder who started a bakery. They just wanted to rise above their challenges!
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I know a guy who only eats clocks. He's very time-conscious, but I'm worried he might develop an eating disorder - it's just too much seconds!
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I tried to make a joke about eating disorders, but it was tasteless. Unlike my cooking, which is just bad!
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What's a vampire's favorite type of eating disorder? Counting calories - they love the numbers game!
The Salad Whisperer
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I hired a salad whisperer to guide me through my eating disorder. Apparently, the secret to a healthy diet is to listen to your greens. My salad told me it's lonely and needs some company – enter pizza, the social butterfly of the food world.
Dieting vs. Netflix
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My eating disorder and I decided to go on a diet together. We made a pact to cut out carbs, sugar, and Netflix. The first two days were fine, but by day three, we were binge-watching cooking shows and planning a cheat day buffet.
Master of Disguise
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My eating disorder is so sneaky; it's like a ninja in the kitchen. I'll start with a single potato chip, and before I know it, I've transformed into a snack-consuming superhero. They should make a movie about it: The Master of Disguise: Snack Edition.
Calorie Counting Calamity
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I tried counting calories to manage my eating disorder. But it turns out, counting calories is a lot like trying to count the number of times I've said, This is my last slice of pizza. It's a mathematical impossibility.
The Hungry Ghost
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You know, I've been dealing with this eating disorder lately. I call it the hungry ghost syndrome. It's like my stomach is haunted by the spirit of a bottomless pit. I've tried exorcism, but all the priest did was recommend a good buffet.
Meal Prep Drama
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I tried meal prepping to control my eating disorder. It went something like this: I prepped a week's worth of salads on Sunday, and by Monday afternoon, I was negotiating with a pizza delivery guy. Let's just say, my meal prep game has more drama than a reality TV show.
Late-Night Confessions
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My eating disorder has a confession booth, and it's my refrigerator at midnight. I open the door, and suddenly I'm pouring my heart out to a tub of ice cream. I think the ice cream might be judging me, though. It has that stern, vanilla stare.
Food Tug of War
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Having an eating disorder is like playing a constant game of tug of war. On one side, there's my desire for a perfect beach body, and on the other, there's the irresistible force of chocolate cake. Spoiler alert: the chocolate cake is winning.
Snacktime Olympics
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My eating disorder turns snack time into a full-fledged Olympic event. I'm the only athlete who can consume an entire bag of chips in record time, and my training regimen involves a lot of couch sitting and TV watching. Gold medal in the Snackathlon, here I come!
The Buffet Conundrum
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I went to an all-you-can-eat buffet to challenge my eating disorder. Turns out, it was a battle of epic proportions. I faced plates stacked higher than my self-esteem, and my eating disorder whispered, This is your moment of glory! Spoiler alert: it was also my moment of indigestion.
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