Enough with the big is beautiful bs...

Donna Simpson, believe it or not, no relationship to Jessica Simpson, is a fat ass. Not only is she like 6 lbs heavier than that Precious star, Gabourey Sidibe, but she wants to be 400lbs heavier so she can weigh 1000lbs. I'm so tired of idiots saying big women are beautiful. First of all, no one ever says morbidly obese men are beautiful. You know why? Cause they're not. Second, no one is happy with morbid obesity. It kills you. Everyone knows this to be true. Saying that you're proud of your weight and you love being big and beautiful is a lie. Despite the front you portray, you're crying and dying inside. There's always a reason you're using food as a crutch. There's a reason you weigh 600. A Fat Tax should be added to the obese. Obesity is one of the leading causes of sky rocketing medical care costs. Instead though, healthy people are burdened with those costs even though they're living healthy lifestyles. That's the problem with this country these days. No one accepts reposnsibility for his/her own actions. People know they can eat themselves into early diabetes, heart disease, vascular disease, amputations, and they know that medicaid/medicare aka TAXPAYERS will provide them with health care and a Rascal so they can wheel around Wal-Mart furthering their laziness and obesity. Being negligent of your health is the ultimate show of apathy. Unless you have a disease that prevents you from losing weight, being obese and burdening the tax payers funding health care is no different than being jobless and burdening the tax payers funding welfare. If you're overweight decide to change who controls your life. Get hypnotized. Get accupuncture. Call Allergan and find out where you can get a lap band. Do something. Don't accept self loathing. Don't accept being a burden on society.

1 smoothie/day without burning it off will net your ass 13 lbs of fat for the year

I recorded Vicky's Secretive Fashion Show last night. I just didn't have the energy to focus on women that insanely hot. I thought it might induce a seizure so I went to bed. It reminded me of something though. Yesterday, I heard a woman call in on the radio and say that her husband would not be watching the fashion show because it was wrong. I'm gonna tell you why it's wrong to her. She's fat. She's insecure. She needs to excercise to feel better about being her. Complacency and apathy have gotten out of hand. America's self image is at an all time low. Your body won't take care of itself. You owe it to you and your spouse to look your best, to take pride in your appearance. American people, with a few exceptions, have lost sight of this desire. It's hard to pinpoint just what's happening, but I'm pretty sure it's called Burger King and laziness. Instead of wearing brazilian cut bikinis and proudly walking the beaches of Rio de Janeiro, American women, and men for that matter, are pounding 4000 calorie smoothies and 2000 calorie granola bars, not exercising, and thinking that's healthy and will help them lose weight. Let me guess, "It's the good fat in guacamole and cheese dip?" It's not. It's bad fat. Your face tells me that. You're simply perpetuating your self loathing and your arteriosclerosis. It's just so annoying when I hear about people's genetic predisposition for obesity. You don't see morbid obesity running rampant in Somalia...Sudan...Ethiopia. That's a morbid and insensitive example, but it's not intended that way. I'm simply making a point that you don't have a death sentence for obesity. Learn your body. Learn that smoothies make you fat. Learn that seven name Starbucks drinks not only make you look like a pretentious asshole, but also are loaded with sugar and fat and make your ass barely fit through the door. Learn that beer is loaded with calories and makes your penis disappear beaneath the shadow of your fat stomach. Learn that serotonin can be significantly increased through exercise. Learn that almost every gym in America now has child care that is free while you exercise. Your kids and your job aren't excuses. You owe it to your family most of all. No one wants a fat spouse. If you're a fat parent, you're teaching your child how to kill themselves. If you're reading this and you're pissed, the only person you should be pissed at is yourself. You let it happen.