I was at walmart today walking in the parking lot. This employee was waddling through the parking lot. I thought he had some sort of high powered leaf blower. Then I saw him put a cart on the front of it, and another and another.
When I was young, I worked in a grocery store. I would push 30-40 carts at a time. It was a HUGE LINE, and (in true "in my day" fashion) at times UP HILL. What is fat Freddy afraid he will hurt his XBox hand if he actually does some physical labor? Meanwhile they have those electric carts for people who can't walk. Have you ever seen someone in these that really deserved to be in it. Like Elenor just had a hip replacement, or Gertrude had a knee replacement. No its "Dottie" who has been sitting on the couch for the past 3 years surving on HO HO's and Yahoo watching Dr Phil say genious statements like "You'll never graduate from school if you don't attend."
I went bowling with a bunch of teenagers. I suck at bowling. The alley had an automated system to keep score. I attempted to explain how to keep score as they stared at the screen wondering if the Gods would smile on them and give them a bigger number. We keep giving the kids of today these tools to make them better, make their life easier. Why the hell should their life be so easy? Look I have nieces who are 13 and 16, and they mow the lawn, they live for DDR, and in general are in great shape. I just get worried when everyone is in their own room, listening to their own music, or watching their own DVD, are we going to lose the ability to communicate, to build a bond with our siblings?
It jsut seems like the fat are getting fatter.
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