One day, Joe decided that he had to get in shape if it killed him. He was 100 pounds overweight, and really wanted to get those pounds off.
So he went to his local gym. They had three weight loss plans: one guaranteed a ten pound weight loss in one week. The other guaranteed twenty. The other fifty.
Being conservative, Joe signed up for the ten pound plan.
The next day, Joe answered his door to find a scantily-clad hot babe wearing a sign: “If you catch me, I’m yours!”
Joe took off after her. It was tough work, but he caught her and really had a good time afterward. Sure enough, after a week of this, he had lost 15 pounds, exceeding the 10 pound guarantee.
So Joe decided to get ambitious, and signed up for the 20-pound plan.
The next day, Joe answered his door to find a naked gal–even hotter than the gal he chased last week–wearing nothing but a sign that said, “If you catch me, I’m yours!”
Joe took off after her. The run was tougher–she was very fast–but he caught her and had a fabulous time afterward. Sure enough, after a week of this, he had lost 30 pounds, exceeding the 20 pound guarantee.
Joe hadn’t felt this good in years!
So, noticing that he had lost 45 pounds so far, Joe decided that if he enrolled in the 50-pound plan, he would finally be in shape. He decided to go for the gusto: the 50-pound plan.
The gym manager tried to talk him out of it. “Joe, dude…just do the 20-pound plan a few more times. It’s loads more fun. The 50-pound plan is a monster!”
But Joe was determined. He insisted on the 50-pound plan.
The next day, Joe answered his door enthusiastically, thinking this would be a dream week.
It was Perez Hilton, wearing nothing but a smile and a sign that said, “If I catch you, you’re mine!”