Ad 2:
2002-11-14 21:02:10 (UTC)

No fat chicks!

So, I’m standing in line at the pharmacy – I think I have
bronchitis, emphysema, or something…I’m sure it’s
not spinabifida – anywho, I saw the latest edition of
People Magazine heralding the "inspirational" story of Al
Roker’s 100-pound weight loss.

Ah hell NO! You’ve got to be kidding me. The man had
the bucks to pay a doctor to whittle 14 inches off his lard
ass. That’s more than a foot of sloven disregard for
one’s body. As you can tell I have little affection for
unnecessarily fat people (with the possible exception of
Anna Nicole). I harbor even more disdain for fat people
who try to buy their way into the ranks of us who work
hard to maintain a healthy physique, diet, and lifestyle.

Hell, If I had his kind of cash I’d have a 29-inch waist,
basketball pecs, enormous biceps, and a 12-inch

Sad moral: If you have enough resource, there are no
consequences to your decisions or actions.

Mood: Punchy and self-righteous
(I promise I'm not usually this negative)

Music: Elvis Costello with Burt Bacharach