Honesty....

A rather hefty woman stood in front of me in a line of people waiting to board a charter flight for Europe. The clerk asked her the routine questions and then came to, “Personal weight?"
"One hundred and eighty," she replied. “Why do you need to know that?" “That's how we compute our fuel consumption." She thought a minute and then leaned forward and whispered confidentially, "Up that 20 pounds"

contributed by Mrs. B. R. Kirkindall to the October 1981 edition of Reader's Digest