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A Catholic who follows Rome & the Magisterium. I'm against gay "marriage", abortion, embryonic stem cell research, euthanasia, human cloning. Altar girls, Communion in the hand, Eucharistic Ministers and "Protestant" music in the Church doesn't bother me at all. A proud American retired submarine sailor. Our borders should be secured with a 10 ft. high fence topped by concertina wire with minefields out to 20 yards on both sides and an additional 10 yards filled with warning signs outside of that Let's get energy independent NOW! Back Israel to the max, stop appeasing followers of the Pedophile Prophet. Pro 2nd Amendment, pro death penalty, Repeal all hate crime legislation. Back the police unless you'd rather call a hippie when everything hits the fan. Get government out of dealing with education, childhood obesity and the enviornment. Stop using the military for sociological experiments and if we're in a war don't micromanage their every move. Kill your television, limit time on the computer and pick up a book. God's will be done and may He have mercy upon us all.

Saturday, October 13, 2007

You're kid is a blimp, everyone knows it, get over it!

Sheesh! You can't make this stuff up!

No wonder there's an "epidemic" of childhood obesity. Clueless mothers like this that enable their kids to be the size of small hippos don't help. She's shocked, shocked I tell you, that they would make a statement about her kid's weight. Now everyone will think she's fat!

Umm. Like they didn't look at the kid and have that thought before?

I know whereof I speak when it comes to fat kids. My oldest son (raised by his mother) as a kid was so fat that his rolls would stop shaking ten minutes after he quit waddling across the room. The kid was so fat when he tried hauling ass it would take at least two trips. Nothing happened until she put something besides food into his hands and then, surprise! He lost weight and started looking like a human being instead of Jabba The Hutt.

Face reality, be a part of the solution and not a part of the problem.

I loved, "My daughter is big boned," said Martinez.

Yeah, right. Everytime I've ever heard that one the person it was said about needed the bones of a brontosaurus for that to be true. Fat is fat. Deal with it!

There's a video at the article I linked to. In it "Mom" looks like she hasn't missed many meals in the last decade or so, there's only a picture of the daughter to go by but yep, she's fat!

But that's no cause for worry. Having spent a fair amount of my life near naval bases I'd say all she needs to do to get a husband is move closer to the coast. For some reason sailors go for fat broads (must be those long periods without feminine company). You don't see that many fat women around Army, Air Force or Marine bases. Anyway, if the kid gets a few tattoos she'll be all set. They'll be lining up at her door to propose, knowing that her future husband will have heat in the winter, shade in the summer and moving pictures all year round!

Just don't go too close to the water. Greenpeace will want to roll her back into the ocean.

Question: How do you get a navy wife out of the commissary?

Answer: Grease up the door posts and hang a Twinkie on the other side.

Disclaimer; The War Department is not, and never has been, a tub of lard. As a matter of fact, she's been almost anorexic at times.


MightyMom said...

"at times"...yup, just not "at this time"..................

firebrand said...

cruel but true. sometimes the hard way is the only way. i've noticed that it takes someone pointing it out to a parent to see the problem. lives of excess have led to this . unfortunantly you don;t see it untill it gets sent home in your kids backpack.

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