Well it's not your fault. Just because you ate a dozen donuts for breakfast.
Now we can blame Ad-36.
It’s the Bigmacaccoccis virus.
That’s it!
I have a virus!
Talk about a Mac attack. Now a big mac is a virus.
That’s how the libs respond to evidence that runs counter to their global warming theory.
How about if you eat a cup of salad greens, 6 oz of chicken and a Tbsp of low fat dressing a day and are still fat?
I know, eat less/move more. Eat less and move more til ya faint and have your hair fall out. It doesn’t matter as long as you’re thin, right?
Those who are naturally thin would have starved to death out on the prairie if bodies did not go into starvation mode.
I guess it will be easy to tell who didn’t get their vaccination shot...
Off the topic a bit, but I was just driving home and happened to be checking out XM channel 4, which plays ‘40s songs. And the first thing I heard was this: “Huggin’ & Chalkin’”, by Hoagy Carmichael. I hadn’t heard of this song before, but here are the lyrics. Wow. Can you imagine something like this being written today in our PC times?
Huggin’ & Chalkin’
I got a gal who’s mighty sweet
Big blue eyes and tiny feet
Her name is Rosabelle Magee
And she tips the scales at three-oh-three
Oh, gee, but ain’t it grand to have a gal so big and fat
That when you go to hug her, you don’t know where you’re at
You have to take a piece of chalk in your hand
And hug a ways and chalk a mark to see where you began
One day I was a-huggin’ and a-chalkin’ and a-chalkin’ and a-huggin’ away
When I met another fella with some chalk in his hand
A-comin’ around the other way over the mountain
A-comin’ around the other way
Nobody ever said I’m weak
My bones don’t ache, my joints don’t creak
But I grow pale and I get limp
Every time I see my baby blimp
Oh, gee, but ain’t it grand to have a gal so big and fat
That when you go to hug her
You don’t know where you’re at
You have to take a piece of chalk in your hand
And hug a bit and chalk a mark to see where you began!
One day I was a-huggin’ and a-chalkin’ and a-beggin’ her to be my bride
When I met another fella with some chalk in his hand
A-comin’ around the other side (over that mountain)
A-comin’ around the other side
She’s a mile wide!
Chalkin’ up a markdown and yellin’ “No More!”
When I met another fella with some chalk in his hand
A-comin’ around the other side (over the mountain)
Over the Great Divide!!
Filmaker Michael Moore of the Film Actors Guild immediately issued a statement blaming the U.S. health care system for failing to cure the viral infection making him fat.
More evidence of the pervasiveness of junk science, hyped by attention-hungry media.
We should not be so dismissive.
Remember the Doctors were all laughing when that Australian Doctor said ulcers were caused by a bacteria. They stopped laughing after he infected himself creating stomach ulcers and then cured himself. He won the nobel prize for medicine.
This is not for all obesity but if we can eliminate this one form then those that remain will be the emotional/self imposed obesity.
Not open to the possiblity that not everyone who is fat is overeating?
ping
Or, worse yet, look around and look at all the fat asses you know, and which have an eating habit/exercise habit that's probably got NOTHING to do with their obesity...it's a virus that will win this guy a Nobel prize.
I guess injection of common sense based on personal experience and observation is frowned upon now.
DU notoriously lacks common sense to situations, but here, we're adopting similar commentors who think common sense doesn't belong here as it's "un-scientific".
That common virus is called “the fat mouth” virus.
The only known cure is not to overeat
First of all, I'm not fat, I'm just big-boned. ;-)
so twinkies for everybody...So now we are not under the weather wehen we feel poorly, we are over the belt, instead?