I feel that, in the interest of people taking responsibility for their actions, we should be able to ship pounds of fat to the people responsible for helping us gain. Certainly, I am largely (pun intended) responsible for my, um, girth. However, doesn't my horrible former boss get SOME of the blame for the stress and terrible schedule he had me on?
I just think that we should be able to ship pounds of fat to all the frenemies, ex-boyfriends, ex-bosses, grouchy office managers who made our lives a smorgasboard of misery and Dominos pizza. One day, a box of lard shows up in their mail. No note. No explanation.
They know what they did.
Now, if there were also a way to have it instantly and magically transported to their bottoms...
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