Not the dudes themselves (I am a married woman!), just the green. Oh and minus the paper cuts-yikers.
|How else you gonna keep people away from your dough? ;-)|
So as I was SUCKED into watching The Biggest Loser last night, because Glee was taping and I save it to watch with hubby, I saw their ad for the Biggest Loser Resort/Camp/whatthefuckever-its-called.
And I thought-how the hell long would I have to go there in order to reach goal?
Then I thought-I'd have to mortgage my house, if I owned one, or mortgage my ass to a pimp, which I do own-in abundance.
Then I thought of Oprah, and I got super pissed as I usually do when I think of her smug ass. And don't bitch at me about her schools in Africa and whatever else she is using as a tax shelter for her billions.
I thought-if I had all that GD money that she does-there is NO FUCKING WAY I would be fat. Ever. Even if I had to hire someone to follow three steps behind me with a remote to the shock collar around my neck, and zap me when I picked up the cookies (or fried butter, don't think I forgot that sexy visual, Oprah!), I'd be thinner.
|Nice fucking hat|
|Wouldn't kick him out of bed for eating crackers...|
Hire that Gunnar guy-that super duper celeb trainer badass? Go to a fatty camp in the mountains of Colorado or the beaches of Hawaii? Hire a live-in cook? Or would I do it all the same?
|French fat camp-NO SHIT!! But no cheese-boo hiss.|
What would you change about your weight loss program/routine if money were NO object? Healthy is obviously the way to go-but how specifically? Be honest! There are no points here!