i find this rather disturbing: i have a conscience, after arriving at the conclusion that samma was little more than a figment of my imagination, a rather pleasant one at that, it took me a full 24 hours to register that, given she was my conscience, i did indeed have a conscience. this was bought to light today when i was watching this fat pizza-biter, biting pizza rather fatly. then she got on my bus, then she dropped something, then, she tried to bend down but couldn't because she was too fat, this was amusing, and continiued to be until she got out of her seat, rolled around filling up the isle and trying to reach her fat little arms under the seat, i found this halarious, when she finally sat down, presumably without what she dropped, and almost began to cry, that was about the point when i started feeling somewhat less than amused. then i realised that fat people should eat more, so they're fatter, and can't do anything, and die. thus remiving fat genes from the pool, and fat people from my society. the solution to obesity a la B0b est death i also dont think fat people should be allowed to eat in public. all for now. the rather toned- R0b 1719|280405