As it is ANZAC day weekend here this weekend (ANZAC day is Australian for veterans day), my office is having a casual day...or 'Day where office clothes need not be worn"...we have them every now and then, and to be honest, I often forget and still rock up as usual, but today I have gone to the trouble of picking my jeans up off the floor and putting ona t shirt.

Far from saying I am a physical specimen for one and all and should be photographed and placed on posters in all health and physical education classes around the world, but at least I look after myself somewhat...as I look around my office, at a lot of people younger than me, I see a variety of beer guts, triple chins, people breathing heavy from walking up a flight of stairs, lack of muscular development on a grand scale and just dead set slobbery.

Do these people have no pride??

But what ****s me the most is...it is because of these fat unhealthy ****s, that people like me who are ****en machines in comparison, have to pay ridiculously high health insurance premiums, not to mention extra taxes so public hospitals can get the 'heavy duty' beds to cope with the overflowing lard that these oxygen thieves have hanging from their waists...

And to think if I was to call one of them fatass, I would be the one in trouble


For Shame

Same here, I'm pissed about how good I look compared to everybody else.

I also hate skinny dudes in t shirts that are suppose to show off their arms. These ******s **** me no end.
hot ip, if your upper and lower arm are the same size, you need to start eating, do some activity apart from typing and pulling on your weenie and perhaps, just perhaps, you won't look like such a wolrdvision sponsored child from Ethiopia.

Couple the skinny arms with a 'fashionably messy' hairdo that has so much crap in it you could run your car on the grease of his head, and you have a true fudge packer that will hopefully die of the AIDS before breeding anymore of his kind into the world

STFU

make me

no

Scream to Crom before you crush them like cheap beercans with your Herculean fists of fury.

Show them who is the boss.

This Deacon chap makes good points...

I like you Deacon,

You can come over to my house and **** my sister

can i **** your sister

sure, why not

I'm skinny, but it makes good for many one handed chin ups.

Skinny but strong is a good thing, don't get me wrong...skinny and pathetically sickly looking whilst also doing nothing is bad

Gotcha.