When I receive the onslaught of e-mails like I have in regards to yesterday’s blog post condemning me to Hell and parts unknown, I have to ask one question;” What really are the benefits of being Fat?”
It seems like a logical question being that I get haters by the dozens telling me what a harsh son of a bitch I am. That I should die…even though they might be two pie slices away from a heart attack. It doesn’t make sense to me that Fat people and thin people who have taken up the fat people’s cause would curse the day I was born but can’t give me any real “benefit” to why being fat is such a great status symbol that they should be accepted, tolerated and given special treatment.
When someone can give me a real answer and not something that poses as an idiotic excuse for comedy like, “When your fat you can wear sweatpants to a restaurant and no one cares”. Yep…brilliance on parade here…or even more stupid, “You can always get your money’s worth at the all-you-can-eat-buffet”. Yep, I’m laughing so hard I’m peeing my pants.
If you can find any benefits which I don’t think you can…then what the hell is taking you so long to get your shit together?