Ladies & Gentlemen of the Jury...The New Subway Diet

[catelin]

On the jury trial menu this week--a new twist on the famous diet. Our spokesperson? A 3-time loser who left his toddler in the car at Subway with the windows open and the keys inside. Lost at least 20 pounds right there. How can I get on this new fad diet you ask? Well, instead of ordering a tasty sandwich, you lock yourself in the bathroom, shoot up some crank; then crawl into the ceiling when you hear the cops looking for the parents of the child you left in the car. Cued by the rave-inspired strobe effect of the cop's flashlight, you take a brisk aerobic spin around the ceiling tiles until you come crashing down into the manager's office. Check your heart rate. Not high enough? A nice dive through the plate glass window should get you right into your fat-burning zone. Once the police have you cuffed you can still diminish yourself further by looking at your crying child and telling the cops, "That ain't my kid."

Comments

Re: my love for humanity swells like an aria from the fat viking opera diva.

[catelin.livejournal.com]

Heh! You do that too? Don't even get me started on my wish for the magical power to point my finger and *poof*! My friends hear it from me almost daily. Seems like the number of children some people has is proportional to the toxic, shitty job of parenting they do.