Warcorpse here talking about something that if you think about it for to long you’ll get a guaranteed migraine. All these fat people that sit and first off bitch about their weight while they’re sitting on the couch sucking down a Ho-Ho. Blaming everything from society to the media to the goddamn restaurants themselves for their weight problem. What’s even more aneurysm causing are these parents groups that get the schools to serve bland tasteless food because it needs to be healthyer for their fat ass kids. Then the third group that say they want to eat healthy but by nothing but TV Dinners, Frozen Pizza and other assorted Garbage. When confronted they say I don’t have time to cook. Really dinner should only take twenty to thirty minutes you don’t have that long!
To the people that sit there and blame everything I have one thing to say. NO ONE IS PUTTING A GUN TO YOUR HEAD AND FORCE FEEDING YOU DOUGHNUTS! You people are the ones going to restaurants and ordering all three courses for yourselves. Your the ones that go to buffets and eat for two goddamn hours. Your the ones that go to the grocery store and buy nothing but boxed or canned heavly processed instant meals. And your the ones who think that cooking begins and ends with the MICROWAVE!
Now does it end there hell no! You snack at least three times a day, drink soda by the gallon, won’t think about going to the gym after the month of January and generally round out the day by sitting on your couch watching all the safe programming on TV and slurping down all the ice cream you can handle. Then you try and tell me that it’s NOT your fault that you can barely get behind the wheel of your car . Here’s a thought try a salad, go see your doc, get on a exercise program, and you know what the pounds will FALL off! I know that’s not what the fat pride group wants to do but that’s another article
Now to the parents that are wrecking school lunches and even the goddamn bake sales, enough already. First off lunch is the one goddamn meal that you can eat like shit and still get away with it. Because you still have several hours to burn off the calories. Secondly most children can eat whatever they want because their metabolisms are burning at a hundred miles an hour and most of them are a hell of alot more active than their PARENTS. Third and most important school serves the kids ONE MEAL! you parents serve them the other TWO PLUS ALL THE SNACKS! If your kid is over-weight and he asks for cookies as a snack say NO! I know that’s a foreign word to most parents but it’s a great way of combating childhood obesity. Having the PARENTS step up and tell the lard ass kid NO!!!
It’s not McDonalds or Burger King’s fault your kids are fat its YOURS. Last time I checked the parents took them to McDonalds and PAID for the Happy meal. They’re kids they don’t have fucking jobs to buy shit with. Plus parents it’s really hard for a kid to eat healthy when mom and dad are sucking down the cookies to. Also if you want them to eat healthy stop giving them crap, they’re kids they won’t starve after a day or two they’ll eat. It takes an adult brain to be able to starve yourself. One last little thing about the parents that got the bake sale to be healthy… SHUT THE FUCK UP! Cookies will never be healthy.
Lastly the third group that wants to eat healthy but says they don’t have time to cook and so they buy a Hormel ready-made Meatloaf, two packs of Bob Evans Mashed potatoes, A pack of Green Giant steam vegetables and a large jar of gravy and call it “dinner”. Then they sit there and wonder why their weight keeps going up and more so wonder why they’re to tired to cook. Here’s a thought, did you ever think the junk you’re eating is keeping you TIRED! Maybe if ate some REAL FOOD you’d feel better and have a little more energy. Folks healthy eating does not come from a PRE-MADE BOX! LEAN CUISINE IS NOT PART OF A HEALTHY DIET!
And don’t tell me you don’t have time to cook everyone does if you’ll just have to sacrafice the twenty minutes of American Idol and if you put a TV in the kitchen that problems finished. Fourtuently for everyone the old Warcorpse loves to cook and I’m compiling a list of recipes. They’re not particularly light but it is REAL FOOD! No pre-made bullshit!
So i think this proves that for every 1 fat person that is over-weight related to a medical problem that can’t be controlled through medication there’s 999 that are a result of pure laziness or stupidity. Laziness is the reason I’m a bit overweight myself. I just don’t make bull-shit excuses for it. Okay America now it’s time to either do something about it or stop crying about it!
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Overeating has never been my problem, but I do have a so-called addictive personality, and I think getting over your addictions, whether it’s eating, drinking, shooting, snorting, thinking, or whatever, has someting to do with how you pay attention to that “behavior”.
For example, back in the eighties I used to smoke a pack of Marlboro reds a day (give or take, depending on whether or not I was at a bar, and how long I was there and what I did afterwards, etc etc…). I continued smoking (although I toned it down to Marlboro Lights) up until I got pregnant. Stopped for nine months then went right back to it when I could do it without getting nauseous. Of course, during that whole time I quit and restarted as often as anyone else who is trying to control (or end) a bad habit.
What did me in was one night when my daughter was about two years old. I was reading bedtime stories, kissing her goodnight, etc. and all of a sudden I got a wiff of myself. I smelled like an ashtray. And at the same time I remembered how my mom used to smell kissing me goodnight. Like perfume…or lotion or whatever. She smelled like a MOM and I smelled like an ashtray. Right then and there I dropped cigarettes for five years. Didn’t even have the urge. Finally threw away the just-in-case half-a-pack I left in the junk drawer. Total association.
Then I bummed one whilst out drinking. Then started up again when my ex and I split.
But after that I couldn’t smoke a damn cigarette without SMELLING it. And tasting it. And feeling the concrete feeling I got in my lungs everytime I had one too many. I dropped smoking down to when I really just felt like I needed it. It wasn’t so much a habit as an escape. Or a rare night out. But it still stunk. (of course, I still love the smell of cigarettes…just not the after-smell. Ugh. Ashtrayville.)
The last time I smoked was about a year ago when I was out with friends drinking…bummed about 4 for the night. The last time I BOUGHT a pack was at least four years ago…I was hanging out with friends that all drank and smoked…(so I drank and smoked with them).
Quitting any habit is hard. You have to:
1.stack your priorities (food, cigarettes, alcohol, etc. etc. - over friends - in my case), (Mind you I’m not a quitter; if I am “out”, I’ll indulge, but it’s not a habit, just an exception these days)
2. Pay attention to how you feel when you’re indulging. Really TASTE the food (SUCK the smoke…damn I love sucking smoke), ENJOY IT; feel the food going down your throat and sitting in your tummy, feel it all the way through—especially when it’s a brick in your tummy in the morning (or concrete in your lungs in my case). Or a general yucky icky “I hate myself” feeling cause you just disappointed yourself once again. It’s all a part of the same experience. Let it happen.
3. Picture in your mind the “ideal”. For me, it was this idea of my mom. She smelled like a mom was “supposed” to smell in my mind and I wanted to be that sort of mom. I (without realizing it) had associated my smoking with being a stinky icky yucky mom) That’s the only association I needed. I guess everyone has to find their own association…
4. Don’t give up. I never say to myself I’ve given up any bad habit. Why? Because the second I do that, I KNOW the only thing I’m going to be thinking about is doing it again. If I know I CAN do it, I don’t HAVE to do it. If I think I CAN’T do it, I damn well am going to prove that I can. (damnitt)
5. Forgive yourself. Life is full of fuck-ups. Just do your best to find an ounce of beauty in life (whether it’s in yourself or someone else, or something else). If you can do that, you’re doing good. Hell, this planet IS the insane asylum of the universe; give yourself a break, do your best. enjoy the fritos, and if you have the strength, put them on the back burner for a while…