I know it works for you guys, but I don’t have your hangups.

Besides, it’s just for middle-aged pudgy – or massive – white women.

I may, just might, be powerless over food but I can manage life just fine.

Thinking there’s some deity up there pulling strings is so archaic!

The Big Book’s sexist, obsolete, has nothing to say to me.

You’re such sad cases, can’t lose the weight, but I’ve got willpower.

You just chant phrases, talk the talk…your rituals are pathetic!

I bought your books, I’ll read them someday, but have no time each week.

I’ll come back after the holidays, but I’ve got to take a break just now.

Everything you say is just a lie to placate your weak pathetic minds!