Tuesday, January 13, 2004

Move over pet rocks... here is something fattier... My Pet Fat. The idea is that you tote this chunk of faux fat about with you to remind you that "A moment on the lips, a grueling, arduous, lifetime on the hips."

While a glob of fat sitting at your table may keep you from eating the bacon cheeseburger, it will probably upset the appetites of everyone else around you too. I think if I had a Pet Fat, Pet Fat would have a little accident and get backed over by Mr. Volkswagen.

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