The obesity epidemic is the dumbest shit to ever occur in humanity and obese people are disgusting (duh). While there’s not much substance to making fun of the obese, I’m tired of hearing them bitch about fat shit. “Wahhhh I can’t lose weight.” “Wahhhh I can’t buy clothes that fit.” “Wahhhh the McRib is on a limited run.”
What’s the most pitiful statement that defecates from their foodslots? “You’re so lucky you’re not fat. You have good genes.” Hold the fucking mayonnaise, widebody. Let’s sort this out. I’m not fat because:
Genes? Go to an impoverished nation with a food shortage and find the genetic-lottery losers of weight gain in that bunch. Being fat has little to do with genetics but a lot to do with poor decisions. Everyone has a bad-idea-filter in their brain. The bad-idea-filter in the brains of the obese is disconnected from their tongues. Boom. That’s the sound of a scientist high-fiving me.
Did you know – some fatbodies want us to shut up and deal with it? Seriously – the National Association to Advance Fat Acceptance actually exists. From what I can tell, a bunch of foodblisters got together and decided fitness and proper nutrition required too much effort so they started this movement where they could all feel good about being human livestock and bitch about getting charged extra for airline tickets.
From the NAAFA website, I’ll translate what they are bitching about:
Who am I to judge? I should accept them, right? Fuck no. I accept no manifestations of stupidity and weakness. Kind of like addiction, since some of them refer to their condition as a “food addiction”. I’m addicted to food, too. I’m also addicted to water, shelter and oxygen. Water intoxication, agoraphobia and hyperventilation are fucking retarded but they don’t taste as good as overeating, do they? Yeah, that last sentence was me wiping my ass with their “addiction theory”.
I have no issue with overweight people who are making legitimate attempts to unfuck their situations by changing behavior. They’ve turned their brains back on and deserve encouragement. The slobs who just want to sit around and bitch while mindlessly pushing assbread down their throats will get no acceptance from me.
For all of existence we’ve had an insatiable desire for food. Before the agriculture revolution, this hunger caused us to get off our asses and bodyslam saber-tooth tigers to death for food. Since we still have that hunger that made us badass as a species, and we don’t have to do shit to get food these days, it requires a brain in your skull to regulate desire and put down the fork. Or, flip that fucking switch and go beastmode in the gym so you can destrominate food like our species was meant to. It’s simple: use your goddamned brain, or be stupid and fat.