Fat summer
2008 July 26
Being fat in the winter is a pretty good deal. I can point and laugh at the skinny people shivering and cowering from the icy wind, because I, with my many layers of insulating fat, feel as much of the freezing weather as a prancing polar bear.
But in the summer, the skinny people get their revenge. They strut around in their itty bitty summer outfits, cool as can be, while I am miserably sweating in creases these people cannot conceive. Even if I dared to ditch all my clothes, it wouldn’t help much, since the insulation on my body sure as hell can’t be dropped like a fat suit.
It’s enough to put me off my feed … well, not really.
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