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Tuesday, January 30, 2007

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WTF??? Tompaine, are you saying that Tyra Banks looks like a "distended pear" or "the Princess from Shrek"??? Tyra Banks is a HEALTHY weight. Have you actually traveled through Europe lately? Yourself? Personally? I doubt it. You obviously haven't seen any Germans, Italians, Greeks, or Brits lately. Obesity is NOT an exclusively American problem, darling. And, no, you most definitely cannot spot a fellow American in Europe by their "waddle" -- you're more likely to spot an Eastern European waddling by. You need to get out of your house more, Tom. Quit swallowing what the media is feeding you... it's baloney and it's untrue.

My apologies, but ...

If gorging on hamburgers, french fries, pizza, and ice cream until one looks like a distended pear or the Princess from Shrek is healthy and balanced, then stand up Am-er-ica and be prooooooouuuuud.....Yeeeeeah!

Travel through Europe or Asia, and tell me you can't spot a fellow American from the crowd by their bloated face or slothful waddle. Morbid obesity (gluttony) is a devoutly American phenomenon. We make the best of our unlimited food supply.

Loafing on the couch in unbelted, stretch pants, with a tablespoon jammed into a pint of Häagen-Dazs and another hand doused with melted boxed chocolate, is the default station in life. Anyone can do it. There is no celebration in that. Sorry fellow citizens.

Hoo...........ray for Tyra.

Who-ray for us.

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