People Helping People

I may have solved the chronic fat ass problem in America. Move the scale thats built into the self checkout unit at the grocery store, and put it on the floor where you stand to check out. Add a body weight limit to the bar code on all foods, and drinks. When fatty attempts to buy the twenty pound sack of bar-b-q flavored hog snaps, an ear piercing alarm alerts the whole store to their fattitude. The cashier behaves in the same manor as though a minor was trying to buy beer.It should be illegal to sell fat people fat. I want to loosen the wheels on the Publix hog sled electric scooter that they post out front for the folks who have just gave the fuck up. I want to see someone round the corner to the snack isle on that thing and have the wheel pop off and roll the whole apparatus, or apparfatus. I want to see a couple innocent bystanders be taken along like a Brazilian road rally race gone horribly wrong. I hope one day this will be a reality. I will be in front of Publix, trying to pay a kid to go buy my gravy.