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Thursday, May 10, 2012

Obesity Cause

In my wonderful world, where everyone knows me, I am completely worn out. From reading facebook, just alone, I got in a workout, burned 436 calories, hit my kids dog with a rake, was running late to work, read about gas prices, ate breakfast, I even got to pick the picture of the meal I wanted. I never knew a day in my life when I was growing up, I would have been so productive until Zuckerman came out with Facebook.
I went from doing it all, to reading, and feeling like I was there doing it. But actually, I was sitting on the couch, watching some Netflix, well, WWE Ladder Match movie, and man I have done nothing productive today other than go and make me some mac and cheese. Who knew that this social media craze would tie us all down like a hooker on a bed, oh man, I just called myself a hooker. Enough with the night life of a pornstar, but if you would have told me to pay more attention to that Apple 2e back in little school because I was going to rely on it to get fat and lazy when I was older, I would have probably laughed at you, and went outside to play 4 square. Now, that's a new subject.
4 square, a game we use to play that required us to go outside and find friends. Good thing we didn't have to wait for them to accept the request, I would have been playing with myself, we some things don't change, I still do. But to take such names and use them to make us bigger, in order for these people to have something to follow on the news, Obese Americans, well played. Call it hoot-n-annie, or cross stitch, needle and thread, something we people do while we sit down. Next thing you know, we are going to have a swingers meeting place called baseball. Just hope it's not called Soccer. Or a site where women are trying to find people to take out their men named Football.
I have a blog, a chair outside, plenty of food and a diet coke, cause that's how I roll. The only apple I have in my house is to keep the Dr away, and it's working, but so is running my car out of gas and selling my bike on the exchange page. But, until then, don't make her eat for 2, don't be silly, wrap ole willy.

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