Chronic 2004
I was hoping to catch the local forecast this morning, so I flipped on the TV. NBC's Today Show was on; there sat Katie Couric, earnestly talking to some woman who claimed to be a diet expert. To bolster her claims, this expert brought along a woman who had apparently followed her advice and benefited. At any rate, they put the seemingly-successful dieter's name on the screen, and, as is common for TV news-ish programs, the show's producers put a title under her name. Her title?
"Chronic Eater."
I swear I am not making this up. Chronic eater? Doesn't that include everyone who wants to, uh, remain alive? Or did she have a brownie problem, one to which NBC could only allude?
Chronic eater. Jeez.
I was hoping to catch the local forecast this morning, so I flipped on the TV. NBC's Today Show was on; there sat Katie Couric, earnestly talking to some woman who claimed to be a diet expert. To bolster her claims, this expert brought along a woman who had apparently followed her advice and benefited. At any rate, they put the seemingly-successful dieter's name on the screen, and, as is common for TV news-ish programs, the show's producers put a title under her name. Her title?
"Chronic Eater."
I swear I am not making this up. Chronic eater? Doesn't that include everyone who wants to, uh, remain alive? Or did she have a brownie problem, one to which NBC could only allude?
Chronic eater. Jeez.