SouthernN'Proud
Southern Discomfort
Now obesity is contagious
Sorry, but I call We know what causes obesity. It has a whole lot to do with sitting on your ass inhaling Big Macs and your primary source of exercise being using the remote control. And before anybody starts, yes I am aware that certain medical and even hereditary conditions can lead to obesity. I'm talking in general terms here. Your best girlfriend putting on 40 pounds because her couch cushions match the crack of her ass perfectly is no reason you should put on 40 pounds.
James Gregory, one of the funniest comedians I know of, put it perfectly. To paraphrase,
It warms my heart to realize that my tax dollars helped fund this crock of shit study. Once more, no need to worry about a thing America. It ain't your fault. You got fat because your third cousin in Omaha got fat. And she got fat because her husband got fat. Nevermind those 12 beers a night he socks away, that had nothing to do with it. See, his supervisor at work put a little weight on, and it influenced his perception of what normal weight is. So rest assured, this too is beyond your ability to control. No need to get out of the car and physically WALK in to pick up that triple Whopper...just hit the drive through. No greenhouse gases due to your idling SUV with the AC on full blast to cool your sweaty ass down. That ain't your fault either ya know. They oughta make these drive throughs quicker anyway.
One last friendly reminder. The preceding rant was provided for your edification by someone who tipped in at 292 not too long ago. I know a thing or three about fat.
If your friends and family get fat, chances are you will too, researchers report in a startling new study that suggests obesity is "socially contagious" and can spread easily from person to person.
The large, federally funded study found that to be true even if your loved ones lived far away. Social ties seemed to play a surprisingly strong role, even more than genes are known to do.
Sorry, but I call We know what causes obesity. It has a whole lot to do with sitting on your ass inhaling Big Macs and your primary source of exercise being using the remote control. And before anybody starts, yes I am aware that certain medical and even hereditary conditions can lead to obesity. I'm talking in general terms here. Your best girlfriend putting on 40 pounds because her couch cushions match the crack of her ass perfectly is no reason you should put on 40 pounds.
James Gregory, one of the funniest comedians I know of, put it perfectly. To paraphrase,
We love a good diet book in this country. We'll sit and eat a whole bag of Doritos while we read a good diet book.
It warms my heart to realize that my tax dollars helped fund this crock of shit study. Once more, no need to worry about a thing America. It ain't your fault. You got fat because your third cousin in Omaha got fat. And she got fat because her husband got fat. Nevermind those 12 beers a night he socks away, that had nothing to do with it. See, his supervisor at work put a little weight on, and it influenced his perception of what normal weight is. So rest assured, this too is beyond your ability to control. No need to get out of the car and physically WALK in to pick up that triple Whopper...just hit the drive through. No greenhouse gases due to your idling SUV with the AC on full blast to cool your sweaty ass down. That ain't your fault either ya know. They oughta make these drive throughs quicker anyway.
One last friendly reminder. The preceding rant was provided for your edification by someone who tipped in at 292 not too long ago. I know a thing or three about fat.