Oh. My. God.
Obese Man Sues Fast Food Chains
What part of the article do you like best? Is it: “They said ‘100 percent beef.’ I thought that meant it was good for you,” Barber told Newsday. “I thought the food was OK.” Perhaps you prefer “Those people in the advertisements don’t really tell you what’s in the food,” he said. “It’s all fat, fat and more fat. Now I’m obese.” Now let’s see those marketing wizards on Bay Street come up with a catchy slogan for that! I can’t even begin to tell you how much it bothers me when people just refuse to take responsibility for their own actions. Caesar Barber is a corn-fed mouth-breather because he chose to shove his fat face full of greasy hamburgers and fries, and now he expects the courts to agree that anyone with brains above those of a tsetse fly could not realize that this food was bad for him. All because some wretched old battle-axe once won a lawsuit for spilling coffee on herself. Caesar, you’re fat because you choose to be fat. You’re not fat because Burger King threw your dimply arse on the floor and poured poutine down your throat. You’re not fat because Grimace and Hamburglar promised you riches untold for just one more Royale with Cheese. You’re fat because you’ve spent the last 50 years jamming crap down your pie hole in excessive quantities. In the amount of time it’s taken you to find a lawyer willing to soil their reputations at the hands of Dave Thomas’ Bacon Mushroom Melts you could have joined a gym and trimmed a few off the side.
Don’t mind me, every now and then a boy has to vent.
In other news, I tossed a quick design up for my buddy Alex so he can have his own blog. We’ll update it as time goes by – he wants something that looks like the Matrix. Right now, he has something that looks like a blog template. But he’s got a lot to say, bookmark it and check in now and then.
.. i think he went over here ..
Cheers,
Rick Jessup