If I leave a note for the vending machine guy that says, “FIX E-7 SO I CAN GET AT THE POP TARTS OR I WILL MURDER YOU,” do I need help?


THIS IS THE TAO OF CHUBBY


Enjoy life. Live, love, and laugh so hard you shoot milk out your nose. Or Milk Duds.

I hear and I forget. I see and I remember. I do and I understand. I just look at cheesecake and I gain five pounds.

Your pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses your understanding. Or in your case, a candy shell that encloses rich milk chocolate.

Life is like a hot bath. It feels good while in it, but the longer you stay the more wrinkled you get. And your sandwich gets all soggy and junk.

I have butterflies in my stomach. Wait. Nope. It’s just butter.

Don’t confuse recklessness for confidence. And also don’t confuse yogurt for white chocolate. Gross.

Life is like a box of chocolates. You inhale the first twenty or so without thinking, then you stick your thumb in the rest to make sure there’s no coconut. And then you pretty much eat them, too.

Love means never having to say you’re sorry you ate the dog.

HEALTHY RECIPE: No butter to make grilled cheese? Try this better alternative: Assume the fetal position and cry yourself to sleep.

The joyful man is satisfied and composed; the angry man is always full of distress. And probably more of that cheesecake. You know how pissy you get.

Wheresoever you go, go with all your heart. And a snack. Like maybe one of those really soft chocolate chip granola bars.

ON A SERIOUS NOTE: Be careful shoveling today. Bend at the knees. And try the scoops rather than flat chips. You’ll spill less salsa. Or, in your case, tapioca.

Life is like an onion: The whole layer thing, blah, blah, blah, cover it in batter then fry it at 375˚ for 3 minutes.

YOUR DAILY AFFIRMATION: Eat, drink, and be merry, for tomorrow we’ll probably eat drink and be merry again. And when I say, “be merry,” I mean “eat.”

If one looks in the right places, one will discover good offerings. (Try the cupboard where she hides the leftover Halloween candy.)

Wait, it’s pronounced “Friday?” It’s not FRIESday? I could’ve sworn it was Friesday. It sounds right… Fries… day… Yeah, that’s right.

THE HEROES AMONG US: Today, Mark S. from Sydney hollowed out a bagel to cut back on carbs. And make more room for the ice cream. Yay, Mark.

So these three fat guys walk into a bar. Except they don’t walk as much as roll. And it’s not a bar, it’s a cruller.

FIRST RULE OF POT ROAST CLUB: Don’t talk about Pot Roast Club. SECOND RULE OF POT ROAST CLUB: Don’t talk about vegetables.

Try to make both ends meet. Or meat. Preferably with some sort of cake-based thing going on there in the middle. Who’s with me?!

MORE HEROES AMONG US: Dave in Fountain Valley just started a food diary. Yay, Dave. And remember, Dorito fingerprints can be removed with just a little club soda.

Stop searching, happiness is just next to you. Unless you’re not sitting next to a meatloaf sandwich. In that case, moving on…

In space, no one can hear you scream, “More Hollandaise Sauce!!!”

You know, that Maple Syrup Diet probably doesn’t work when you pour it on pancakes. Or cupcakes. I’m just saying.

Okay, I hate to eat and run. That’s it. I just hate to eat and run. Or anything and run. Or run.

* And remember, Fat Grasshopper, I am not laughing with you, I am laughing at you. But only because it’s funny. And I want to help you. But mostly that funny thing.

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20 thoughts on “If I leave a note for the vending machine guy that says, “FIX E-7 SO I CAN GET AT THE POP TARTS OR I WILL MURDER YOU,” do I need help?

  1. melissakoski says:

    Mike thanks for making me happy with your fab sense of humor. Always entertaining!

  2. People always say they’re trying to help you right before they snatch the bag of Oreos and try to hand you a carrot. Sigh.

    • OMG I have a serious version of this list for next Thursday, that now, after reading yours, I’m considering not posting. Humor trumps inspiration every single time. Thank you for inspiring me to doubt myself all because of your wicked-smart humor.
      =p

  3. Rebekah says:

    Heh heh

  4. Kate says:

    Rad. Current favorite: “ON A SERIOUS NOTE: Be careful shoveling today. Bend at the knees. And try the scoops rather than flat chips. You’ll spill less salsa. Or, in your case, tapioca.”

  5. goodpulp says:

    As always – excellent.

  6. Mom_Fab says:

    “Don’t confuse recklessness for confidence. And also don’t confuse yogurt for white chocolate. Gross.”

    True story.

  7. rommel says:

    This goes down as one of the best humor post I’ve came across.

  8. Erin Bohler says:

    More Hollandaise sauce!

  9. April Moore says:

    “Love means never having to say you’re sorry you ate the dog.”

    Probably the most disturbing one, but so damn funny. This is hysterical.

  10. Rich Crete says:

    I’d knock over a perfectly healthy baby for a meatloaf sandwich.

  11. Ha!!! Look forward to your posts so much. Thank you for bringing humor to my Friesday!

  12. I love your posts Mike. Nice to know I have somewhere to go that will surely make me smile, even if I don’t want to. My favorite was:

    Life is like a box of chocolates. You inhale the first twenty or so without thinking, then you stick your thumb in the rest to make sure there’s no coconut. And then you pretty much eat them, too.

  13. Cafe23 says:

    Hahaha! … Errm I actually feel sick now after reading about all that junkfood :S

  14. rommel says:

    I know you had that entry where you got an award and you blogged it candidly. For formality. just letting you know that I featured your blog and used some of your quotes from this post.

  15. Maggie O'C says:

    You make me laugh.

    Also, not for nothin’…no butter for grilled cheese? Use mayo….hello! Not kidding, I think mayo is a really good butter substitute which is why I need to lose 20 more pounds.

  16. Maggie O'C says:

    Oh. My.

    Well, um I don’t know what to say.

    It’s your life, if that’s the decision you’ve made. I will respect that.

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