On the front page of the sun the other day there was a 15 year old girl that weighed 33 stone. The article showed that everyday this girl ate two loafs of bread, one chocolate cake, 2 litres of coke, 6 packets of crisps and 3000 mars bars. Sorry I exaggerate, 5 packets of crisps. Her excuse was that she comfort ate because she was depressed about being...wait for it...overwieght. She needs help, food is apparently like heroin to her. The girl is in a bad way and mum and dad don't know what to do.
I know what to do. Shut the fucking fridge door. Close your cupboards and get that girl walking everywhere. Simple don't give her the two loafs of bread and limit the chocolate cake. It's not rocket science, I'm not cracking a code here. It's so simple any one could work it out. Stop the fat girl from eating.
At least this girl is trying...
1 comment:
holy smokes radman!!! see you at the gym.
in the meantime go to rinsefm.com to see a video of timmy mallet playing mallets mallet with the gang. ace.
cheers for the stoneage smokeage sunday morning. better thaan a christening. wasnt even a mission back. and me and han talked to a copper for half an hour about the state of brixton. fucking hilarious. he was like " are you guys still up from last nite, god yor hanging one on arent you?!?"
sweet blogage u got going here.
in the meantime google "the 5683" cos i got new flickr page,with daily updates on the sketch front.
catch you laters. maybe for rinse at the end. to make up for fuck all at the mass and shit mime at the jammmm.
ciao
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