So I've eaten three one-pound Hungry Man TV dinners in the past fifteen hours, which is an assload of food, even for a fatass like myself, and yet I'm starving.
OK, I like my food, but typically I can't even eat very much really, especially lately--I hardly ever finish a whole meal that I sit down to eat, let alone three pounds of food within a timespan of like 10 hours.
I swear to God, like everything else we enjoy in America these days, these TV dinners must be made in China, because the sensation of fullness is passing through me like so much Chinese food, and will probably soon result in greasy, liquid diarrhea.
I'll be sure to post pics and video for you all to enjoy of the diarrhea, by the way. I know how much my friends tend to have poop fetishes.
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