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NJ Woman WANTS To Be World’s Fattest

admin — Mon, 15 Mar 2010 17:14:35 +0000

Wannabe fattest woman

As if NJ doesn’t already have a bad rep. This woman in NJ actually WANTS to be the fattest woman in the world. She eats over 12,000 calories a day, and purposely limits her movement so she doesn’t burn calories.

Best part of the story is that she has a boyfriend/husband, who found her on a website for fat women!

Here is the article.

Fatties Unite

admin — Thu, 21 Jan 2010 19:39:22 +0000

So I am not the skinniest person alive, but boy do I hate it when someone “big” sits next to me on the plane. I have been flying a lot, and this has happened to me on more than one occasion. So here is some potentially good news – AirFrance will not charge “big-uns’ for 2 seats if you are over a certain size. I know it may seem mean, but your weight is your choice, and if you choose to be that big, then you need to be charged more as to not inconvenience the person next to you, or more importantly put them at risk in case of an emergency. PS: I think they should get two meals, if they pay for two seats, so that should be nice. [Click the picture for the link to the story]

SF is supposed to be friendly…

admin — Sat, 21 Nov 2009 06:32:28 +0000

During my first real adventure traveling through the city, I going up I think Polk Street, when I saw up ahead that a delivery truck was stopping. Normally not a problem, but if it did stop it would have left me in the middle of the intersection, so I stopped.

Whatever. Good move, right? Well my car was halfway through the crosswalk (better than stuck in the intersection, right?), when out of nowhere this guy came up to me (late 40s, semi-sloppy) and started yelling. I wasn’t sure if he was asking for directions or something, so I rolled down the window to hear him screaming/yelling “…what the fuck are you doing you’re in the crosswalk, that’s a $250 fine, and you are on the fucking phone, etc.”. I tried to explain that I was using my iPhone for GPS directions, but he kept on approaching, and at that point I was pissed, so I “Shut the fuck up, fat boy” (ironic because I am no Manute Bol myself!), and drove away when the light was green.

What the hell?!! Smart thinking on my part resulted in an encounter with a dumb-ass!