you’re the one for me, fatty


I blame the internet:

Cut to Homer entering “The Vast Waistband”, a clothing store.
Homer: I’m looking for something loose and billowy, something comfortable for my first day of work.
Salesman: Work, huh? Let me guess. Computer programmer, computer magazine columnist, something with computers?
Homer: Well, I use a computer.
Salesman: [quietly, to self] Yeah, what’s the connection? Must be the non-stop sitting and snacking.

3 thoughts on “you’re the one for me, fatty”

  1. It’s worth nothing that when I went into the hospital on Monday night with a heart attack, the first question every nurse and doctor asked was what I did for a living.
    Well, this explains why Good Samaritan Hospital here in Silicon Valley has a slick, efficient, and quick Cardiac Cath Lab. Fast food and fast computers on one end; fast angioplasty on the other. Considering how many of us here in the Bay Area make our living sitting in front of computers all day and night, their business must be booming.

  2. So far, I’m doing fine, thanks — otherwise healthy 39 year old young guy, not even any damage to my heart. But your post was right on target: this is going to be happening more and more and to younger and younger people as we all lead sedentary lives in front of computers, eating processed food and watching Netflix.
    He said, sitting in front of the computer a week later.

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