Thumpers with drooping derrieres hanging pendulums for chests that go whip-whap when they jiggle along with chubby little brats (the apples stay close) at Walmart, yank undies out of huge cracks riding high-- --I see, said a visitor from Kenya, --what it means to be an American --(combining sight with thought into conclusion) 50 pounds from McDonald's add Giant Eagle whose pudgy wings strokes Piggly Wiggly to climax. Glibly following the latest diets; of low fat, high protein, processed vegan expensive laboratory-concocted junk to gorge upon, good carbs, bad carbs, dubbing bacon and eggs a coronary on a plate while the wiseacres down a Starbucks muffin with Macchiato soybean latte a green smoothie for a chaser then because of mixed messages from the scientific "experts," throwing in the towel saying "f*k it." swimming in oceans of sucralose pop to drown us as we count calories becoming lumps of happy fat to carry as American as apple pie
American’s Scary Carry
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Jan