Saturday, February 14, 2009


Last October, Manuael Uribe, the world's fattest man, got married. How wonderful! It just goes to show that no matter how insurmountable the obstacles may seem, love will find a way to win in the end.

. . . is what I would LIKE to be thinking.
But I'm not.
Instead, I'm thinking . . .

You've GOT to be freaking kidding me!?!? The man has not been out of bed in SIX YEARS!! In order to get to the church for said nuptials, it took a crew of 12 people, a forklift, and a flatbed truck. During the ceremony, he was wearing a parachute! (And this is AFTER he lost 550 pounds)

Meanwhile, there's me. I get out of bed of my own volition every day. I go out into the world --in a jeep -- without the aid of ONE personal care attendant, never mind twelve. Yet, I am still single and living over my best friend's garage.

There is something SERIOUSLY messed up with the universe.

Happy stupid Valentine's Day!


Dan said...

Every life has elements others envy. The key is to enjoy the life you've got since you only get one (unless you believe in reincarnation).

Happy Valentines Day!

Heather said...

Ha! This made me laugh. :)

Carolina John said...

you're right, hebba. that is hilarious! i don't care what the other "concerned people" think.