As a Matter of Fat, I am!

"Fat Boy Fat Boy Whatcha gonna do?"
For months, make that years, I had myself convinced that I weighed oh, 190, 195, something like that. For a while I was at 185, but I am up a little from that.

All of this was according to a scale I brought at Target. It weighed me three times to give me a digital readout of the average to give the most accurate reading.

After taking a piss in my friend's restroom, I weighed myself and the report stated that I was an alarming 210! Holy shit , no wonder I'm still not climbing 5.11 after four years.

I went on this crazy Atkins Diet where all I ate was protein and fat. Meat, cheese, eggs whatever, but mostly meat.

This was a dream come true, but after about a week I was not very regular, and my gums were bleeding from all of the sinewy meat stuck in between my teeth. I craved the bread and popcorn and cokes, but I plodded on.

I lost ten or fifteen pounds (unsure because I was always weighing on different scales). A lot of people claim that the diet doesn't work because you put the weight right back on etc. or that this diet is bad for your liver. Have you ever seen some one redpoint a 5.12 and hear someone say, "Man, that guy must have one hell of a liver to pull that move."

Anyhow, I am not a doctor, nor am I a seriously health conscious or even fit person, (and I am still fat) but if you are morbidly obese, give this a shot.

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