Saturday, January 19, 2008

Things not to say

You know how every time you meet an anorexic they will do that thing of laughing nervously and say: "Oh my gosh, no! I'm not anorexic -- I eat all the time."

Usually I just frown at them and try to channel whatever fatherly aura I might have to communicate to them that I know they are lying. Tonight I decided what I'd really like to do is say: "Yeah, I guess you're right. No way you could be anorexic with those fat arms of yours."

Or, maybe I won't say that.

2 comments:

Eric said...

Yeah, it would be funny and not help all at the same time. Hey, maybe you would say that...
BTW The NY football Giants, whom I normally hate, led by Eli Manning, whom I also despise, were my favorite team today by ruining the packer's season and sparing me two weeks of ESPN and sports talk radio chattering on about Brett "I totally blew the game at the end by throwing a pick and giving the giant's kicker one more try to win this game" Farve for two friggin' weeks leading up to the super bowl.
It was a glorious day indeed and yes my bliss comes from others pain.

bryan torre said...

i'm fighting anorexia myself, but winning handily. agree with eric, nice to not have to see brett favruh's stubble every day...