God Why??????

Today I stopped at Taco Bell. NO, not to pay my phone bill, but for a quick bite for lunch. I ordered 4 crispy tacos and a soda. Shortly after I sat down, here comes 2 ton Tina with an entire tray full of food. From the best I could tell, she had 2 double tacos and 3 grilled stuffed burritos. I looked at her tray, then mine, then hers again. Before I saw her and her tray, I was pondering my ability to pack my 4 little crispy tacos down my throat, what she had on her tray would feed me lunch for a week.

No here's my rant for the day. I hear all the time this bullshit that because of bad genes or glands or poor metabolism or any other lame ass excuse people can come up with, they just can't seem to loose any weight. Good Frickin' God people, use what little bit of a frickin' brain the good lord gave ya. You don't have to be head checker at the Wal-Mart to see that if you simply cut back on the amount of shit you stick in your mouth, you won't be 500 lbs. Wouldn't a person of even Frank's intelligence, at some point in your life, let's say one morning you're brushing your teeth, look in the mirror, and say "Damn, I'd better cut back to 4 Big Macs instead of 8. I'm starting to get a little beyond plump here."

Now before anyone goes off on me, I do not like skinny women either. I mean seriously, who wants to have sex or cuddle, (yes I like to do that), with a lawn rake? There are extremes both ways.

I seriously don't think that anybody that wants to lose a few pounds or just maintain their natural beauty needs to be on a diet. What they need to do is simply show some shred of self-fucking-control. DAMN!!! God knows I love vodka, but I love myself enough to say that 1-2 martinis would be good, 20 would be BAD. Why is it that someone that takes too many drugs or drinks too much is a menace to society and needs rehab, but someone that eats a side of beef a day is handicapped???

So here is my little piece of advise for anybody that wants to read it. If you ever need to call a tow truck to lift your body folds and a fire truck to wash under them, you might want to consider taking a few steps away from the feed trough. If a drunk walks into a bar, any self-respecting bartender will tell him he's had enough and needs to go home. Why would it be wrong if someone like this, man or women, walks into Taco Bell and orders enough food to feed an Ethiopian family for a year, to tell him or her that she should have a stick of celery and run around the block 2-3 thousand times.

Oh yeah, I ate 2 of my 4 tacos and threw the rest in the trash along with my appetite.