Food

Lets start off with a little history lesson. Before preservatives, sweetners, spices, food coloring and all that other jazz there was this thing called eating to survive. Knights, cow boys, Indians, davey crocket-They all had to hunt for their food. They didn't have any A1 sauce for their deer, or barbeque for their squirrell. They didn't eat because it tasted good. They ate because they needed to in order to survive. Food was a necessity. Then the damn Indians and Pilgrims became besties. They started creating shit like bread pudding. That's when food started to become tasty. In the medeival times, being fat meant you were rich, so eating became a hobby. The fatter you were, the more money you had. Too bad that's not the case anymore.

The point I am trying to make is if fat was pretty, the world would be obese. Eating is no longer just a necessity. People eat when they are sad, they eat when they are bored, some think eating is a hobby, they eat when they are happy. As I sit here eating an entire bag of EXTRA cheddar gold fish, I think to myself. Why is eating satisifying? It tastes good for about 10 minutes then stays on your body in places like your ass and your thighs for far too long. Who the hell invented this stuff anyway?