Thursday, September 13, 2007

It seems that our elected leaders are discussing issues of great national importance. Such as...

The amount of fat cunts that we have here, depleting our resources, like a rampaging army of "jabba the hutts".

And what to do about it.

This is all well and good, as otherwise, they eventually will obviously pacman us all out of existence.

But really, let's give them money to attend weight loss classes? What brain dead cunt thought of that one. (Some fat lolly gobbling, junk food gorging, soft drink sculling cunt I'd reckon.)

For fucks sake. All the fat cunts will do is waddle, if they are capable, or drive in their gopher if not, to the nearest maccas, pizza hut, donut shop, cake stall or mister whippy and buy loads of shit to fucken make them fatter cunts.

The thing to do would be round them up and assess them with the "fat police" - those that don't make the BMI grade get put in the appropriate size cage for their BMI and fed a diet of bread and water until they fulfill the ideal design criteria selection process.

Each cage will be designed with bar spacings so that when the BMI is reached, the ex-fat cunt can slip through the bars and emerge, sort of like a butterfly, as a metamorphosed new form of their old fat self - that can spend the rest of it's life working productively for the gumbiment.

Fat cunts that refuse to comply stay put for a maximum of six months then are recycled into landfill so that they may produce as gas energy cells in the future, or are used for other productive purposes - rather than sloth around consuming shit all day.

Too fucken easy, and creates a heap of benefits, such as employment (maybe not in maccas et al though), and renewable energy sources.

Other options for the training and use of fat cunts could include;
  • ship ballast
  • coal supplement in power stations
  • ground up and sent to Ethiopia, (or whatever fucked up, mineral rich, African country is flavor of the month), for use as as fertilizers, food or fuel. They could send diamonds, or whatever, in return - as now being fitter and better fed - they are therefore able to work longer and harder in mines as well
  • tackle training props, (ergonomically friendly), for rugby and footy teams to practice with
  • anchoring in the lagoons and river pools of the far north as a "decoy tourist" so the real (cashflow) ones don't get eaten by crocs before they spend their bucks, duestchmarcs or whatever
  • security bollards for APEC - a few of these cunts wouldn't be moved by the chaser real quick
  • practice beached whales techniques for the greenies
  • practice flensing techniques for the jap whalesterers
  • skinned, filled with water, and used as double size specialty water beds
  • skinned, filled with water, and used as water transport - drop units - onto fires or drought affected areas by chopper (watch this space for more chopper soon;)
  • used in place of synthetic mains pipe pigs
  • used as substitute trotting horses to train the drivers of the "grab em by the neck doovey" they use behind a ute to exercise them - without potentially damaging a racehorse - bonus!!
  • indoctrinated and used as anti suicide bombers or bombs - they rush en mass and group hug the bomber or stack onto the bomb - thus negating the blast


Anyone, out there in touchy, feely, blog-land have any other uses or solutions that might be considered for the fat cunts destroying our golden, girt by sea, land?

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15 Comments:

Blogger concerned citizen said...

Gosh I didn't know Australia had an obesity problem. I thought it was just an epidemic in the U.S. You still have a ways to go to catch up with us I think.

What I hate to see the most is obese children. & there is plenty of them around. Poor little tykes.

You ideas although imaginative are not practical, accept for the cage idea. I could see you running a rigorous fat camp though. You could bully them into shape & charge them pay big bucks for the privilege. It might take care of some of that aggression, too.

3:53 PM  
Blogger fingers said...

Our Fat Bitch Anthem:

Australians girls get fries with that,
For they are real hungry;
They eat the pies and cook in fat,
Their waists are girth by gee;
Their bums abound with cellulite,
Like bags of lumpy dough;
Their bongos sag, those porky slags,
Should learn to 'Just Say No'...

7:56 PM  
Blogger rackorf said...

Not practical concerned cit? Aggression? WTF I like the idea of fat camp though.

Nice one fingers. Sort of sums up some of the Fat Bitches we have slobbing around the place and making it look untidy.

10:28 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

i very much like the idea of using fat people for pigging pipes...i work in the pipeline game and until now we have only used insolent employees as an alternative to synthetic pigs... thanks for the idea, be sure it'll be raised at the next management meeting.

4:36 AM  
Blogger rackorf said...

No wuckers LB, just goes to show how open communication and exchange of ideas can be useful.
If you need a supply of them, let me know and we can work out a price per unit.

2:16 PM  
Blogger little things said...

Ditzylittlethingy? Hmph!

Next thing I know you'll want to be pigging pipes with me.

4:35 PM  
Blogger rackorf said...

Ooops, how did that get there?

:)

4:54 PM  
Blogger itisthelittlethings said...

every time i come in here, i go away laughing. even with all the 'cunts' and 'fuckpigs' and everything else you've got going on over there.

hmphy

7:47 PM  
Blogger rackorf said...

Good shit. Ya gotta fucken have a laugh hmphy.

12:58 AM  
Blogger ? said...

Rackorf, you slay me! There's great comedy in this post.

Admittedly, I can be a bit of a fat cunt when ice cream is within a mile of my mouth. PLEASE do not use me as a trotting horse. I don't think I can trot in high heels.

4:26 AM  
Blogger rackorf said...

A mate of mine had a fat missus, another mate offered to tow her around the paddock behind the ute. She was not fucken happy.

1:48 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I was uncomfortably close to being a fat cunt when i was breeding the heir and the spare.

i tell people the joy of children is worth being a fat cunt for a couple of months, but you know what? it's not.

the only reason my husband let me continue to sleep in our bed was cause i spawned males. thank god hey? i fucken hate sleeping in the laundry. it cold.

3:02 PM  
Blogger rackorf said...

heh - ya crack me up kitty. Thank fuck you didn't make fat cunt status else you may have got cold a lot.

3:32 PM  
Blogger Unknown said...

rackorf I think I love you. You wouldn't happen to have a closely related similar minded faggot relative would you? We might get along famously.

Do you mind if I link you on my steaming pile of crap?

9:10 PM  
Blogger rackorf said...

bryan - I'm strictly for the girls, have no closely related similar minded faggot relatives, although there is a dorky nephew who is probably faggot material. Personally I fucken detest the cunt and he is definitely not of a like mind to me.

Fingers may be able to help you out if you ask him nicely.

No.

3:34 AM  

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