The World of René
The World of René
At the resort in Thailand I was recently staying at, they offered all kinds of different massages, pedicures, manicures and other beauty treatments. Good stuff, basically. Now, there were a whole bunch of tourists who combined two undesirable traits: they were disgustingly fat and they were wearing Speedos. (By the way, did I mention they were European and many even, ... ugh, ... German?) This is obviously a very unfortunate and compoundingly repulsing combination. These folks then proceeded to undergo beauty treatments involving local service providers (masseuses) touching their feet and massaging their nastily obese bodies. Now, at what point do you realize that you’re disgusting and that nobody wants to touch you? When do you admit to yourself that you should not be wearing Speedos but wrap yourself in something to cover your masses and spare people the pain to the eyes? One can only hope the ladies working there have a special price list for people above 300 lbs...
Sunday, May 11, 2008
At What Point do you Realize you are Disgusting?