Have you ever had a thought that you swear must have come out of somebody else' s head? Something so profane and vile that you' re actually amazed at the depravity of your own psyche?

I have.

On my way to work last night, I stopped at the local Taco Bell. I don' t particularly enjoy Taco Bell' s food, but it' s cheap, and I work the midnight shift.

Anyway, while I was standing in line, the fattest woman I have ever seen in person walked in the door.

She was fat in ways that a person simply shouldn' t be able to get fat. It shouldn' t be possible.
Her forearms were the size of watermelons.
Her body was so shapeless that the only way I could tell it was a woman was that her har was long.
She didn' t have a chin, or a neck i could discern. Her face was just a big mass of flesh from her bottom lip to her chest.
She was the type of fat that inspires literature.

And she was wearing pants! who the hell put pants on her? There' s NO WAY she did it herself, she' s simply too big.

That' s what I was thinking when the aforementioned profane thought bubbled to the surface of my mind.

I imagined her naked.

It was horrible. A huge sweating mass of flesh spread out before me. It sent a shiver down my spine. I don' t mean that figuratively...I mean I actually freaking shivered involuntarily.

My appetite was instantly gone. I just turned around and walked back to my car.